Deniability is the new accomplishment : Understanding Pakistan

Deniability is an accomplishment when you have done something heinous and you are sure of grave ramifications. Deniability is a much needed tool in the strategic/ diplomatic corners of the world. That particular aspect of strategy has a purpose, it gives you an added gratification of conducting a military/ hybrid operation against the adversary without either risking a war or a even a stain on your image at higher platforms of world affairs. In modern day urban dictionary this can just be termed as the “Ability to Pass The buck” or just “shrug as if you had no clue” or look at someone else in suspicion, pass on the suspicion. Its an art to shift the blame and find an opportune moment to do so. An art that Pakistani diplomats, military and their politicians have been finding comfort in since 1948 when they sent irregulars to raid Jammu and Kashmir, that was their first attempt at pushing their Kashmir agenda as a peoples’ uprising.

In 65 and in 99 as well Pakistan used the hybrid warfare to initial advantage and the present generation of Indians surely would remember how Pakistan even refused to accept the bodies of their dead soldiers, they were exercising deniability by trying to push a lie that those occupying Indian posts at Kargil were Kashmiri irregulars fighting Indian forces for freedom. They sent their version of messenger of brotherly relations to Mumbai on 26/11 and asked for credentials of their involvement from India, that was pinnacle of hypocrisy and denial. Their deniability was given a shot of steroids by our own ultra modern squinted intelligentsia by terming it “RSS ki Sazish”, remember how our own eminent citizen posed smiling on the book launch of “26/11 : RSS ki Sazish“. That book by Aziz Burney, ill leave it out for a while and get back later to dig in to the entire ecosystem within the nation which intentionally or unintentionally willy-nilly helps Pakistan’s denial doctrine.

Pakistan started getting enhanced advantage in denial especially since 1990s with the start of Kashmir militancy, they diverted Jihad ready battle hardened Afghan war veteran irregulars to Kashmir in the name of Jihad initially and by and by recruited local boys to carry the banner of indigenous freedom struggle. This was the time in the history when Pakistan started finding feet in Kashmir. Now they are in a position to force a costly war on us using their hybrid tool, the terrorist outfits, of-course an extended arm of the state policy of Pakistan. Costly it is indeed as they can just send a wasted hood rat to blow himself up and kill nearly 50 of our trained men who have families back home.

All credits to Pakistan’s strategic planners, they have hit us at a very critical time. Lok Sabha Elections are just around the corner, political mudslinging would be at its highest now and Pakistan knows this is the best time to throw the gauntlet at India. Pakistani establishment has been attempting a total denial but now he has friends among-st us who provide them the wherewithal to do so.

Friends, well yes Pakistan has many to push its agenda and stretch it to make a narrative of common know all across India. I was just hearing Mr Imran Khan’s speech which ended with a threat, he clearly said “we know you are blaming us and your elections are due”. Did he even need to say so, no i clearly don’t think so, haven’t our own political parties in opposition started asking why Pulwama happened just before elections? either these people asking these kind of questions are absolute cretins or are viciously involved in Pakistan’s denial doctrine. Yes ma’am yes, “Pulwama happened just before elections because Pakistan wants you to ask this question” they want you to be the cheer-girls dancing on their bleed india with thousand cuts  anthem. They want you to accuse your own government of the day, thats the best case scenario for their modus operandi.

We lack strategic thinking and its okay, okay as strategic thinking can be left to the best brains for the job and i tell you there are many in our nation, many at the fitting appointments cut out for the job so lets all just be citizens and real good ones. Trust the Armed Forces, the Government of the day and show some real character without a frenzied cacophony of immediate revenge, revenge is best served cold just understand that. let the strategic brains work out a strategy and be assured they will come up with a pretty good one

I am in no position to question your political allegiances and nor will i ever, “Non Partisan yet opinionated” that defines me and that’s the way ill always be but nonetheless i am a responsible citizen or i try to be always, to say the least. Having said that, i still wont shy away from saying it loud that there is not a fine line between opposing a political ideology and standing against your nation’s interests, there is a wide gorge. You only have to be out-rightly asinine lamebrain or iniquitous anti-national to jump across that wide gap. RSS is an ideology, many would approve of it many wouldn’t and both groups still live peacefully in a democracy. your opposition to that ideology or a particular product of that ideology doesn’t give you the boarding pass to Pakistan’s sinister propaganda. 26/11 was blamed on RSS by people within our nation while Government’s official stand was that it was Pakistan’s job which in fact was validated by various intelligence agencies across the world. If that too is not to be believed, Kasab was a Pakistani and i wouldn’t believe RSS has presence enough in Pakistan to recruit from there as well.

Social media has given further fillip to Pakistan’s game in India, our fine dining intellectuals take to social media to create a humane narrative for the terrorist, Adil Dar became a terrorist as he was made to rub his nose on the road and Burhan Wani was a School Headmaster’s son , I as a commoner only know both of them as terrorists and thats about it, we do not need to know whether he was a virgin or he watched Shinchan all that matters is both of them were waging war against the Indian union.

I am so disgusted with the narratives being created to fit Pakistan’s agenda and the credulous gullible young brains snorting that falsehood on social media and buying that argument of Why it happened before elections and how the terrorist was as a son. Now in ire i am even losing my flow and wouldn’t write anymore, i’d just exhort my countrymen to understand Pakistan’s game and play to defeat it and not to play in their hands. Do not give them the deniability they want.

Jai Hind


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Wanna know Why Pulwama happens? Wear my sunglasses please.

Someone asked me yesterday why do we have terrorism keeping us shackled even after decades of counter terrorism operations.

Why a PULWAMA?
Okay then let’s give you the oliveblood’s latest sunglasses to peep through for some hard hitting perspective.

DEBATABLE that its the oldest civilisation, one of the oldest thats beyond dispute, well narrated past glory prior to 1000s of years of tyranny and occupation and then the costly independence with in effect four nations sliced out of its flesh, INDIA, PAKISTAN, BANGLADESH AND I’D INCLUDE MYANMAR for the obvious truth.

ANY OTHER NATION AND COMMUNITY WITH THAT STRUGGLE AND A HISTORY OF LOSSES to record,

ANY OTHER NATION would have come out stronger and would be staunch to preserve its identity, any other Nation!!!

did i say NATION? oh yeah, thats what, thats where i went wrong, british left a landmass containing vivid creatures, uncouth, divided, self hating beings with absolutely zilch self respect.

British left as they had become too weak economically and administratively fighting the Great war against Germans and Japs to handle administration of a far away land and the naive ones of the subcontinent assumed their victory.

British made our soldiers win their battle for them and pay in blood all across the world against the enemy they didnt know, suffered indeed indians, the same indians who suffer now.

The nation? that landmass could never be, little self respect, little lionization in indian blood would have punched us all out of the comatose we are in.Alas if we had. Nationhood is alien to us.

No we arent a nation and never will be, or else HOW THE #$%^ CAN SOMEONE CALL FOR BREAKING THIS COUNTRY ONCE MORE??

AZAADI? FOR KASHMIR, FOR BASTAR? AZAADI AND CHANTS IN GLORY OF SEPARATISTS? THAT TOO FROM A SO CALLED STELLAR UNIVERSITY IN THE COUNTRY’S CAPITAL?

Our enemies know we have crying witches pseudo intelligentsia who would set up a HUMANE narrative for the terrorist, media would interview his father to come out with a justifiable cause for him joining the militancy. If rubbing nose on the road makes you Ram about 350kgs of high explosive and ruin about 50 families then this world would have ended by now but wait, Our Guy Adil Dar is said to have joined militancy precisely because he was supposedly made to rub his nose once by police, well anyway whether or not that’s a reality, narrative has been constructed nonetheless.

Newspapers, that regular daily dose of propaganda delivered at your doorstep carries the headline ” LOCAL YOUTH RAMS IED INTO CRPF BUS : GOVT BLAMES PAK” that’s the official toilet paper of india we are talking about here.
Now you tell me, does Pakistan need a propaganda machinery at all? I bet they don’t even need to pay these useful idiots.

Some high on hemp shady alleys journalist writes ” hows the JAISH modiji” , we know lady you’ve ambitions and none knew you till half a second back and you hopped on the first available opportunity to let your venom out at the PM and earn your 15 seconds of fame. I seriously don’t have a problem with the antics for fame and your hatred for the PM but I do have a problem when you glorify those illegitimate waste of Pakistan sponsored terrorists and then I do have a problem as social media provides you enough nuisance to influence young gullible minds.

The nation, the real mettle of the nation has been embroiled in hybrid warfare forced upon us by our adversary since 1948. We are at war, yes we are at war and my throat goes sore shouting, you wouldn’t hear a thing. Nations at war can’t afford to feed parasites within but India does.

This war is costly, it is indeed vis a vis what Pakistan has to invest, they send a wasted Mr nobody and kill our 50 families, yeah it’s not the man killed, the entire family with him, that wife dies every day for rest of her life. While the government decides whether or not to raise the stakes higher for Pakistan for another adventure, you the citizen needs to show gumption and be a citizen soldier, a responsible citizen is a force multiplier.

NO!!! that aint in fashion to write or speak on these issues and i already know even those who read this piece of emotional gibberish will not spare me a laugh. NO!!!! i wouldn’t be taken as cool , wont be ‘in’ cos of these thoughts and i risk being old school unfashionable INTOLERANT sharing these sentiments.

DONT!! just dont speak up, just stay cool and in fashion as the country goes spiraling to davy jone’s locker.

ADIEU!!
Earnestly,
your Oliveblood wanderer

Resolve, duty and responsibility. All that a soldier asks!

This stays relevant as another attack happened, Pulwama

Nonpartisan yet opinionated

RESOLVE!!

congratulations sir, your son has joined the Army!!!!

now that, gentlemen is quite a statement! It hides in it a cruel callousness.

thank you sir, so would you send your son too?

birds chirped, some twigs crackled underneath the feet as the man shifted his weight to the other leg in a denial and sheepish admission that he wont, but no word was ever heard!!!

Now, that said, I dont believe that you serve your nation only as a soldier, every citizen is a soldier in himself!

BUT then, is it?

Does IC-814 ring any bells?
?????????????????????????????????????????????????does it?

that sir, was the plane hijacked by pakistani jihadis and taken to Afghanistan.
REMEMBER how relatives of those on board the hijacked plane surrounded the PM’s house at Race Cource???

Remember?

well that gentlemen was the moment that sealed our future as a nation, The world watched and pakistan tested our…

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Feminism, here you go again on a skateboard of hogwash!

The Last I heard, the breech block of a T-72/90 series tank was 67 kgs and space available in a battle tank is just enough for one, only one person to take it out, well that calls for an exclamation mark. Maaaaan! That’s something.

Well then, lets have some more exclamation in this post of mine, A Diesel Barrel weighs just above 200 kgs and has to be hauled up to the tank by maximum available manpower, that’s incidentally only three men in a tank, what? Isn’t that manageable? It is my ladies, it is but that hauling is being done in loose desert sand of Thar. Hey you, yes you the girl sipping on that Hoegaarden and talking of male patriarchy, how much do you haul in a day? Naah, I am not taking about that haughty attitude, it’s solid iron we are discussing here. Maaaaan! Again.

A para commando from the Para SF you just saw on the silver screen courtesy the Uri frenzy, that man hides under his tunic, plenty scars to fill a mosaic. That man runs 40 km with some 30 kg loads on his back. I bet that back is bruised enough to call for a stiff rum and a cigarette after every run.

Then everyone of them, no man whether a Tank man, a paratrooper, a foot trotting infantryman, a peasant, a commoner with an uphill walk of everyday life. No man would thump his chest and rub in that male patriarchy, chauvinism, they are just cut out for a task, performing that without comparison. Girl, your man holds you to higher pedestal, you my lady are loved, you too have a role in the society and are loved, celebrated for what you are.

Well then, I am accused of turning to my Olive green Ink everytime I sit to write my irrelevant piece of illegible griffonage. I take a bow, offer my apologies and switch to the legible blue ink of common understanding. I am wedded to the olive greens I told you, grant me some military inclination. Eh, Here on we talk some sanity that you can relate to.

Every society has flaws, had some, some gone and some going eventually. That’s how societies come out of a metamorphosis refined. Our society too had many, has many and one can be upbeat owing to the fact that education has eliminated many flaws and social behaviour towards women definitely has improved. One extremity can’t be answered by another, respect for women in the society has to be fully achieved but this NewAge Swara Bhaskar’s VEERE DI WEDDING or #metoo kind of feminism isn’t the answer.

Psychiatric illness doesn’t discriminate between genders, psychos are found across the spectrum so we won’t discuss them, fair exception, isn’t it? Have a look around you, tell me how many wife beaters you find, how many male chauvinistic hookah smoking TAUs you see, how many you find ridiculing your feminism? Vis a vis how many you see trying to take a flip on their tails with rosebuds in hand for you this valentine’s day. This is a society with different hue, you just can’t paint everyone with the same paint of male hatred.

FEMINISM, like MALE CHAUVINISM, I hate, these are two extremities and none will lead to an amicable armistice for the society.

Feminism has been a skateboard of evangelism, an instrument of commercial interests for about a century now. Hey feminist, how about a cigarette? Yes, you, the pregnant lady, would you like to light one? Naah! Please don’t give me that stare now, I am perfectly in line with the code of feminism. Hope you know how feminism was used as an object to push up the cigarette sales? ????

Ever heard “Torches of Freedom” ? That was a phrase used to encourage women’s smoking by exploiting women’s aspirations for a better life during the women’s liberation movement. Tobacco industry has been lobbying for female smokers and has always looked to encourage women smoking to push their sales as the smoking in women was seen as inappropriate and only men folk smoking would keep a void in sales, more smokers the better.

Hey pregnant lady, what about a smoke for equality???

Cigarette was held as a torch of liberty, you were made the vehicle of commercial evangelism while you were burning your lungs for their commercial interests. You were shown smoking yourselves to liberty and equality, perhaps you were shown to be better than men genetically, however logic would say, men and women were made with a different purposes. You have the power to bring a life to this world, nurture a human in your womb for nine months and let the universal cycle continue, men can’t do it so here’s one aspect you are different, why press superiority into the relationship between men and women. It’s a relationship which is complementary, isn’t complete in absence of any one gender. You have the honour of giving birth, nurturing and feeding entire human race, that’s feminism as I define. You are honoured when someone calls you mother.

bait of biological superiority thrown at you to take that puff on their commercial interests

We have women working alongside men, better or worse than them, owing to individual capabilities and not for the biological differences. Men have more muscle mass and are stronger generally, so have certain jobs cut out for them. Even the harmones that decide our physical built are produced differently in our bodies, we aren’t same, we are different and complementary. Armies around the world are making ways for women to join but then those roles are specific and limited to what women can handle, why that fuss? Why do you want to eat into combat jobs not suited for you when you already have an added advantage of that female charm owing to which you get front desk hospitality jobs? Should men cry bias? More so when we all know this is an everyday reality.

Well, why limit this to jobs? Let’s get to the modest homemaker, that “just a housewife” you have reduced her to. I hear women introducing themselves as “just a housewife“, I tend to wonder what’s so timid about being a housewife, why that triviality introduced to being the shaper of the future of a society and the nation? I bet a housewife is busier than a working woman anyday, cooking, teaching, grooming the kids, being a charming wife to a husband, being a partner of her husband in every social chore. If that all is so easy, just leave that pint of Hoegaarden and try being a homemaker for a day. You today have a handicap of surviving in urban steep corporate ladder so you turn to a nanny for your kid, that’s okay, pretty much justified but then you have some being nanny themselves and taking that responsibility being reduced to a diffident “just a housewife”, well that’s one hell of a job too. Why isn’t the neo modern feminism celebrating that as well? Doesn’t serve the commercial interests my friend.

Mary Kom, she’s a fighter, is a world champion boxer, a homemaker, a mother and a wife, I never heard her talking feminism, ever her bollywood biopic wasn’t shown as the Pathfinder of feminism. That biopic came, went unnoticed however for me she is the one pretty apt example of female achievement.

But then, the real pathbreaking movie in line of duty for feminism projected to be was ” VEERE DI WEDDING” aah, afterall that showed liberty in drinking, smoking, jumping into different beds and how can one forget that crass on screen vibrating Orgasm by none other than the torchbearer of feminism “Swara Bhaskar”. That movie was pathbreaking, epitome of female empowerment, well they may now even say they didn’t project it to be ultra feminist flick, the commercial interests have been met nonetheless.

Whatever they did in the flick or whatever is being given on a daily platter to you by “four more shots” on Amazon prime is not a living reality of our society but sure enough it will be, they, after all are designing your perception. Feminism sold you cigarettes and now they are selling you vulgarity and regular divorce in the society. An array of different kinds of feminism is available, you gotta be sane enough to choose the right one.

Well, I take my leave, my blue ink won’t last much, I’d bid adieu before I have to get back to the olive greens!

Lost tribe, are we?

Civilizations, well we know some, we’d never get to know some, so many done and dusted, ruined, brought to their knees and traces of them lost in oblivion. All those who breathe yet in flesh and blood, all those who walk the trail still and boast of the thriving civilization and pledge their allegiance to, wouldn’t know when they’ll be gone, their existence reduced to someone’s perception based on carbon dating analysis of what was a proud man of profound stature once.

You, the brownskin indian hold the ownership of your temples, your scriptures, your verses, your past, present and future. You are the one not under attack by anyone but you, yes you are the one who will eventually erase the traces of your being. This subcontinent, this civilization, your people, your philosophy, your identity, your story, your sonnet has been doggedly attacked for thousands of years yet you have your civilization surviving, on a nebulizer though.

I, once met a cambodian army officer, he proudly wore a badge, the brass badge had a half human half ape leaping figure with a club in hand, I was inquisitive to know what it was though I already had figured what it was, his answer didn’t startle me a bit, it was Hanuman Badge that every member of the Cambodian Army wore. Cambodia was a Buddhist nation and pretty far from India, why a Hindu Badge on Military uniform? I didn’t know that largest Vishnu temple in the world, “Angkor wat” temple itself was in Cambodia. Well, then, the nation was Buddhist and their Hindu past was a long forgotten fact, but then, was it really? That officer knew of his Hindu past and wore that badge with utmost pride, that didn’t make him any less a Buddhist. That left a bitter sweet feeling, I felt proud of our civilization, felt a bond, he was a distant brother who carried that legacy with pride and at the same moment I felt bitter anguish at our own people bent on destroying ever affinity to our past, our civilization.

Thailand still has Ram Leela, Indonesia has Ganesh image on its currency. Now, former is a Buddhist and later a muslim nation, their religion didn’t make them cut off that umbilical cord with their civilization, their past.

The vedic civilization, that brought philosophy, mathematics, science, yoga, meditation and even if you don’t believe that and call all text as pure fiction, that philosophy documented as Vedas, Upnishads, Purans, Mahabharata, Ramayana deserve more respect than that “God of small things” and the ” City of Djinns” after all that documentation in those times of no computers, no internet, no automation, not even a decent modest pen must have been rather more uphill than this scribbling of mine over a smart phone. That effort nonetheless draws my respect without an ounce of doubt.

That civilization gave you Liberty to question, liberty to accept or denounce, that civilization never posed a threat to anyone, that philosophy asked you to look inwards to find the true god in yourself, see the supreme power, the creator in every living being. That civilization bore the brunt of raids, attacks and subjugation yet it survived while accepting those who came into its asylum.

Yet, we the civilized and free, we the educated and liberated want every trace of our past erased, we find Sanskrit communal and English secular. Anthems and emblems with even a distant analogue to the vedic civilization have been projected as a threat to our secularism, our religion and our way of life today.

I, today, am a Hindu, a Muslim, a Christian, a Sikh, a Buddhist, a Jain or an atheist yet I have a legacy which can co-exist with the religion I follow. That civilization is mine and I own it, I shoulder the responsibility and the culpability of letting my legacy prosper or cutting the jugular vein of it. I have an identity that goes back a thousand years, that can’t be taken away whether I have a beard, a moustache, wear a turban or a cross.

Why then, why should I have a problem with “Tamso ma Jyotirgamaya” that translates to “take me to the light“. Yes, that’s the prayer in every central school assembly, that’s the prayer which appeared to be toxic to certain ears, those ears ruptured by the toxicity of that prayer had to knock the doors of the Supreme Court of India for some alleviation. Is that prayer as toxic as those ears made it to be? Is that calling to enlightenment, the light, so venomous that people felt their secularism strangulated.

We are a nation, a potpourri of different philosophies, we accept that Azaan on loudspeakers, see the music in those church bells, serenity in Gurbani , that’s religion and everyone is entitled to practice his own the way he likes, that’s the right I enjoy in a secular, democratic country of mine and what I, as an individual and part of this great nation, a small keg who’ll vanish someday without leaving much profound footmarks, owe to the legacy, my civilization, my allegiance and respect.

My secularism cannot be used as a bayonet to behead my past, my legacy and identity. I am an Indian, I have a history, a past that makes my identity today. That Ashoka emblem is my legacy, my history, my past, that Satyamev Jayate does not pose a threat to my secular credentials. I perhaps am a Muslim or a Christian today, my identity is indian, I am not an Arab, not a Caucasian either, nor I would ever be accepted by the world to be if I try to pose as one.

We aren’t a lost tribe yet, we have an identity unless we kill our identity ourselves. Why can’t we just be proud of what we are. Well still, every man has his own world, a 3D printed cocoon of perception around him.

Nuisance, you are a conquerer!

Man was a monkey and evolution is a rollercoaster. You had empires ruled by emperors, kingdoms ruled by kings and now you have Nations ruled by, swayed by Nuisance.
A nobleman, a foot soldier, a pikeman, a cavalier and a peasant held higher social stature than the Jester, the clown, the harlots and a hoofer.
Now your foot Soldier, your commoner, your peasant, your regular daily life bread earner leaves on an uncelebrated death, given a paltry farewell in a remote village and those clowns of Mumbai theatrics have enough nuisance to sway the opinions of every “paddy on the head” new generation oh so cool waste.
Frenzy is generated to live half a week, frenzy grown on the blood of that foot Soldier and reaped by that bollywood jester.

That “how’s the josh” survives only in cosy air-conditioned PVR and INOX and yet that won’t last a Hangover.

The Grisly, that ugly tanned commoner, that foot Soldier is seen a plenty at Jammu Railway Sation and I bet you won’t walk to him and ask “how’s the josh” no, you won’t, he after all reeks of that sweat he earned on a steep climb to the post he held.

He, after all carries that tan, the tan that razor sharp piercing snow Blizzard left on his weather beaten face.

He, after all has every Long Range Patrol etched on his skin, that etching is pretty much legible, not many would see though.

That rucksack isn’t the only weight he hauls, that burden of war he carries with pride.

He, after all is a brute that belongs to the wilderness, he would be skinned, stripped of all that finances he saved over years by you the countrymen as he arrives to the civilized world, he is a gullible customer, you’ll sell everything at a higher price to him. He after all knows nothing of your cunning plans for him.

Nuisance after all is what rules the world of fickle today and then a traffic police constable has more to offer as a threat to you than that common foot Soldier, there you go.

Any random man who has a pint of Nuisance affecting your life on a regimen draws your genuine respect and if not respect, your fears, your allegiance, your submission.

But then, boy, I tell you, that commoner, that peasant, that soldier forgot to acquire that pint of much needed Nuisance and obviously enough you forget to respect him in turn.

Well,
Slapped enough observations of a tanned commoner in your face already to sag that “how’s the Josh” frenzy of yours my friend. Get back to your cheeseburger and PS-4 , my write up here doesn’t carry enough Nuisance worth your time.

Nuisance rules, it does my friend, my write up would draw a hundred views but a DHINCHAK POOJA crass lowly braying on YouTube would have a Five Million Views……ha ha ha, well that’s how Nuisance has come to rule our world.

Evolution then is just a rollercoaster and as of now we are on a descent.

Resolve, duty and responsibility. All that a soldier asks!

RESOLVE!!

congratulations sir, your son has joined the Army!!!!

now that, gentlemen is quite a statement! It hides in it a cruel callousness.

thank you sir, so would you send your son too?

birds chirped, some twigs crackled underneath the feet as the man shifted his weight to the other leg in a denial and sheepish admission that he wont, but no word was ever heard!!!

Now, that said, I dont believe that you serve your nation only as a soldier, every citizen is a soldier in himself!

BUT then, is it?

Does IC-814 ring any bells?
?????????????????????????????????????????????????does it?

that sir, was the plane hijacked by pakistani jihadis and taken to Afghanistan.
REMEMBER how relatives of those on board the hijacked plane surrounded the PM’s house at Race Cource???

Remember?

well that gentlemen was the moment that sealed our future as a nation, The world watched and pakistan tested our resolve as a nation.

we succumbed!!!!!yes we did, and heeded to the hijackers’ demands , the outcome???
Jaish e Mohammed was formed by same terrorists released by us, they were emboldened and our prestige took a beating.

CITIZEN SOLDIER???? where were you? where was the resolve.
that moment called for nation and least those relatives to show some gumption, some spirit of sacrifice, some zeal, some patriotism, yeah that all, all that they expect a soldier’s family to exhibit but then, DID THEY????

SOLDIERS DIE! they do and they do have duties and responsibilities but let that weed smoke settle, get out of the trip of bliss, you’d know you have responsibilities too.

Did the family of that Aao, Chakesang, Aier, Tangkhul, Mar, Angami, Sumi, Lotha, Konyak from Nagaland surround the PM’s house as first and second Naga Battalion assaulted in kargil?

Or the family of Limbu, Rai, Subba, Gurung, and Tamang when 1/11 Gurkhas pressed in?

Or the family of Harjinder, Sukhwinder, Ranjeet, Gurbir when 8 sikh was losing its brave at tiger hill?

Now sir, Israel, that every fastest finger first dude on keyboards across
the nation writing on social media wants India to become.

That nation does not negotiate, that nation has sacrificed civilians but
never negotiated.

That nation gives a taste of military pudding and the feel of sleeping bags
to all its citizens,

It has a conscription army, , every man, woman walking straight has served in forces.

IC-814 tested your resolve and world saw it.
and they know your counter assault would be limited to Facebook and Twitter.

But hey, we are citizens, compatriots, brothers and sisters. I wouldn’t have my dinner at peace if i antagonized you, i wouldn’t, i only intend to provoke a thought and hope you carry it along to bring it up on the day of calling for the nation.

Brothers and sisters out there lost in everyday fight that comes along surviving that walk of life, I call out to you, I call out and attempt to punch a reality as hard as I can straight into your face, make an attempt to shake you out of a comatose you have found your comfort in, as all that defines you, all that belongs to you, the nation you call yours is in in a constant threat, we are at war! We are at war since ages and even if we limit to the independent India as we see today, we are at war since 1948, the world talks about ‘Hybrid Warfare’ now and we have been facing that since inception, Year 1948, Pakistan sent irregulars to snatch Kashmir and played on deniability. Pakistan continues to so today, Jaish e Mohammad took responsibility for Pulwama IED Blast and killing of near 50 CRPF men, the chief of that organisation lives a privileged life in Pakistan and their Government denies a hand in all these terrorist attacks.

This, my countrymen is the war of 21st century and our Armed Forces are fighting this war day in day out, nonetheless they get your support, or do they really??

One gets to see newfound avidity and zeal, exhibition of patriotic fervour being picked up at movie theatres and spilled to the social media and lounges. ‘URI‘ that movie incites decent enough nationalism to survive a hangover, but then just a hangover!

Naah! That’s not what your soldier needs, that frenzy isn’t what will serve the cause, wanna know what a soldier asks today? What he really needs you to do?? He just needs you to the exact opposite your enemy is trying to Make you do. He just wants you United for the cause, for the nation and for the good of it. Be united, bridge the communal, caste, religious, state and colour gap, please do. Treat every indian as yours irrespective of their appearance, religion or language. We have been divided since ages, lets stand together now at last.

One Pulwama incident has ruined many lives but beware and be sure your internal differences are what the enemy is trying to exploit and he knows exploiting those differences would do more damage than these heinous attacks. You’ve responsibilities my countrymen, responsibilities of a being a citizen soldier.

Are you prepared to carry that responsibility? are you ready to stand by your saviour? are you ready to be a citizen soldier in the age where wars are being fought on data network? are you ready to just be civic and exhibit basic civility? would you try a bit to make yourself aware of your duties and responsibilities as a citizen? Are you even prepared to perform the basic duty and vote, thats your right and duty in a democracy. “VOTE” would you?

A good citizen, and that encompasses all! all that a soldier demands from you. ” BE A CITIZEN WORTH FIGHTING FOR”

Every 26th January, as that slant eyed, modest, foot soldier marches past you in his tilted felt hat, let him see a good citizen, a citizen contributing to the growth, pride and prestige of the nation in his chores on a regimen. I bet he too would get goosebumps!


ADIOS!!!


Thats from someone finding a spade to call since long.