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At times she stopped, took a breath, and visibly steadied herself, but when she spoke her voice did not waver. These were hard-earned testimonies, for as I started my fieldwork in villages in Punjab and institutes of the military, the cacophony of voices that reached me was full of familiar narratives of willing service and sacrifice. There was nervous laughter and some last-minute instructions and script changes. It is not so easy to accept this; women will say we will send another son into the army. Thus, with the passage of time, the fragile democratic setup will turn into a firmly-rooted democracy.

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