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Stop this Infighting over the "Surgical Strike"

A few centuries ago we wanted peace. So we lost what is today Baluchistan. We really  eloved peace. So we lost Sind. Then we lost Afghanistan~ and lakhs were butchered. We so loved peace and the belief that it was a sin to fight that at Somnath Temple the priests and others threatened the invaders with the wrath of God. Everything was looted. Then as inherent peace loving people we became slaves.
In this age we lost half of Kashmir and Ladakh as peace loving people. Then as peace loving people we accepted all the terrorism from across the border at a tremendous cost to ourselves (economically and human lives) and in addition loss of national morale.
Now even a small sharp riposte is being debated endlessly and breathlessly as though mountains have moved. And the DGMO indirectly or directly~ alongwith the JS MoEA portrayed as liars or economic with the truth. Infact BBC is the reference~ forgetting it's the Brits who supported Kashmir and contributed to the problem. In any case our DGMO is to blame and the Generals in the valley.
The ten kilometers vacation of the border belt actually indicates how worried the Leadership is of retribution as they have zero experience of this scenario.
Now atlast, atleast let us  accept that at times a bully needs to be faced upto and that no nation or a people can just walk away all the time or they will only suffer. That's not called war but standing up. And Nuclear Wars don't start on an impulse over small  skirmishes~ the Pakistan Army Generals are heavily invested in a top notch lifestyle and will not call out a strike out of nowhere. They love to bluff and move us around because they can. Infact so do the Chinese.
Actually we have been bluffing ourselves the last seventy years  that if we keep chanting peace and rolling over and accepting whatever is dished out that the problems would just go away, specially of violence. They don't. Sometimes as not to long ago some very reverend evolved souls from north west India and leaders from western India taught us, you just have to stand up ultimately.  One need not wage war all the time but atleast stand firm.
Good Night and.Regards.
Dinesh K Kapila

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