"As I board up the train for my destination,
I begin to remember all of my conversations,
My mother, feeding me with her own hands not seeing storm nor gale
My father, supporting me giving me ideas that never fail.
The love of my siblings, will always be remembered by me
In fact I remember one time when I was three:
I got a scrap, while riding a bike
Oh I thought I'd be suffering from it for the rest of my life!
Mother picked me up, and gave me a love-filled kiss
Those moments, forever by me, will be missed
Father bandaged me, made me felt better
That time, I shall remember forever
Brother told me, that I'd face bigger problems in my life
How will I bear them when I got three children and a wife?!
Sister hugged me, saying it's going to be alright
All you have to do is pray, not seeing day nor night!
I looked out the window, seeing children playing
They were reminding me of my youth in the rains!
The person seated beside me, asked where I headed?
To a rough, harsh, place where lives get dreaded
I was like the messenger bird, reaching my goal
Ignoring hates, given by one or whole
Remembering my teachers telling me not to give up!
Even when the going got tough, rougher than rough!
In front of me, I saw a seated Masroor, having a concerned face
Ho was looking at me, as the train slowed down a pace
My station had arrived, now I had to go
See the station name, in a big bright black-on-yellow
I thanked my companions, telling them I had to complete "my aim"
Hoping that I would see either of them again
The men asked Masroor, that who was I?
He replied," That was a martyr, here to die..."