In all men and women, high born, low born, noble, brave, trustworthy, dull, vile, or pompous, lies this little seed which we may call the warrior seed. It is fortunately for some is sown in their early days and for some, it has to be enforced in its place later. But it exists in everyone, silent as the moonless night passing through its due course of time until someone dares it awake. The factors which have the capacity to awaken it truly depends on the one who bears its burden. Once awaken it can cause a man or a nation to lose rationality of thought.
Unlike the warrior seed which is highly subject to individualistic passions, the same cannot be said about the unity of the country I was born in. The wise would know, that unity in large groups of men shines in the face of a mutual threat or an equally mutually respected leader. Just kings and pompous aristocrats have united my motherland since centuries. Unfortunately, the kings are gone, and the aristocrats are undone. We have had a common enemy once, which held the power to unite us, but alas, our unity defeated all. The all prevailing patriarchy unites almost half of my motherlands population in such a secret knot the other half is unable to resolve it. But in these perilous times when we march forward to take our rightful place in this great mythos of the world, we as a country almost willingly, and most would agree, rather distastefully have given the power to our unity in the hands of our most beloved neighbor (and I believe that this statement works for both sides of the line). Nothing more, nothing less unites us all into a single rhythm that our dear neighbor.
We claim to be a secular country, divided as it is. So many voices, so many opinions, dialects, voices, cries, claims, secrets, lies, hate, and love, held within, on one side by the sea and on the other side by some legitimate and some questionably expanding and shrinking borders. One thing now can be certainly said about my countrymen and women, that our neighbor holds a certain power over most of their warrior seeds. Whenever it (the neighbor) flinches, we have seen a sudden awakening and experienced a single rhythm in this vast secular land. Earlier, the warrior seed manifested in men to guard the borders and in women to uphold the civilization while men guarded the borders. Now, it sprouts over the internet first (not saying that the men of my country have become cowards) in vociferous quotations. Has every one of my countrymen truly come to make up their own opinion which was born out of self-contemplation of the facts presented, or do they follow the herd, who would know? Who is to be the judge of that? Have they always followed the herd or have held fickle opinions? Who has seen the data less past to compare it with the flood of opinions on the internet nowadays?
One thing which I have known to believe is that India was never a country of cowardice. The other thing that I have seen in the past few days is the rise of a war cry and the rise of peace cry, almost immediately when a war hysteria was delivered. Its almost as if the no one knows what they truly want. And if no one knows what they want, why does no one care to clear their own thoughts before burdening the internet with it? Who are we really fighting, our neighbor? self-created and catered free media? the people elected government? or our dull lives? The one fact that I have seen in the past few days is, a country full of so many engineers can really have a fickle brain (metaphorically)!
The legacy of my motherland has datalessly, and loudly, been told as those with brave men and women, and henceforth with proof and fact, it will be told (or silently status updated) of a huge group of fickle men and women who claimed to understand the machines.
Unlike the warrior seed which is highly subject to individualistic passions, the same cannot be said about the unity of the country I was born in. The wise would know, that unity in large groups of men shines in the face of a mutual threat or an equally mutually respected leader. Just kings and pompous aristocrats have united my motherland since centuries. Unfortunately, the kings are gone, and the aristocrats are undone. We have had a common enemy once, which held the power to unite us, but alas, our unity defeated all. The all prevailing patriarchy unites almost half of my motherlands population in such a secret knot the other half is unable to resolve it. But in these perilous times when we march forward to take our rightful place in this great mythos of the world, we as a country almost willingly, and most would agree, rather distastefully have given the power to our unity in the hands of our most beloved neighbor (and I believe that this statement works for both sides of the line). Nothing more, nothing less unites us all into a single rhythm that our dear neighbor.
We claim to be a secular country, divided as it is. So many voices, so many opinions, dialects, voices, cries, claims, secrets, lies, hate, and love, held within, on one side by the sea and on the other side by some legitimate and some questionably expanding and shrinking borders. One thing now can be certainly said about my countrymen and women, that our neighbor holds a certain power over most of their warrior seeds. Whenever it (the neighbor) flinches, we have seen a sudden awakening and experienced a single rhythm in this vast secular land. Earlier, the warrior seed manifested in men to guard the borders and in women to uphold the civilization while men guarded the borders. Now, it sprouts over the internet first (not saying that the men of my country have become cowards) in vociferous quotations. Has every one of my countrymen truly come to make up their own opinion which was born out of self-contemplation of the facts presented, or do they follow the herd, who would know? Who is to be the judge of that? Have they always followed the herd or have held fickle opinions? Who has seen the data less past to compare it with the flood of opinions on the internet nowadays?
One thing which I have known to believe is that India was never a country of cowardice. The other thing that I have seen in the past few days is the rise of a war cry and the rise of peace cry, almost immediately when a war hysteria was delivered. Its almost as if the no one knows what they truly want. And if no one knows what they want, why does no one care to clear their own thoughts before burdening the internet with it? Who are we really fighting, our neighbor? self-created and catered free media? the people elected government? or our dull lives? The one fact that I have seen in the past few days is, a country full of so many engineers can really have a fickle brain (metaphorically)!
The legacy of my motherland has datalessly, and loudly, been told as those with brave men and women, and henceforth with proof and fact, it will be told (or silently status updated) of a huge group of fickle men and women who claimed to understand the machines.
