We fight and our formation never wavers.
Orders we obey and this is right.
At a word from our commander fathers
We ride out to cut and thrust and fight.
- An old cossack song. Came across these lines, many years ago, in a short story by Mikhail Sholokhov.
And we create music.
Photographs taken at Jammu in April 2009.
Right, the Army Band: Bagpipers of The 18 Grenadiers of Indian Army.
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