Who will compensate the loss?

He has braved it all. The militants' bullet, the inhospitable terrains of Siachen, the gruelling session of Army training... Coming from him with much acclaim and pride, he now stands to guard the country. Motivated, ready to sacrifice his life, the toughie in the service of his country, the friend owes it all to the country and his batallion... but yesterday as we raised a toast to the memories of our school days, we discovered in him a normal human being. There's a corner in his heart that craves to be pampered. The toughie soon joins the rest of us, the bloody civilians of a few moments back for not respecting time. With aplomb and a sense of belongingness to the country, he narrates his days in the service, the moment when he killed terrorists, when he saw the skull fracturing by the impact of a bullet, when he saw his jawan, blessed with twins just a week back, falling to the guns. At 26, he's intimidated death. But, the moment he talks about his elder brother dying in a MiG crash, our man breaks down. Suddenly his voice starts breaking. And he breaks down. Who will compensate the loss? Perhaps the warring governments of this world, perpetually fighting for territorial control, need to answer this query?