It wouldn’t be wrong to call Moon Lim Huiying the Florance Nightangle as she is a nurse by profession and wishes to travel to war zones to tend to wounded soldiers and in the war ground she says she will not judge the victims as friends or foes but simply as fellow human. Her liking for soldiers deepened when she got to know the Gurkhas in Singapore.
Following is poem from her to fellow Gurkhas.
“To all the Gurkhas of the world,
Can you feel my very own words,
Are you fighting like a samurai with a sword,
Or praying for your brothers to the lord.
You all are heros with no fear,
Just armoured with your weapons and some gear,
Charging into the fortress but your enemies cannot hear
Not even afraid of hearing death with your ears.
I will salute you all till the end,
Fighting not for your country and not for your land,
But for someone else’s home and their sand,
You are heros and I know you will do what you can.
I wish that I had the chance on this very night,
To curve my name on my friend’s khukri under the light,
So that he will remember when he draws this knife during his fight,
The Moon that is following his every move to strike.
I will always remember your smiles,
I still keep our photos in my files,
I hope to feel you from far even in miles,
So don’t forget me when you return back to Nepal…”
– With Warmest Regards, Moon Lim Huiying –
