Dear war,
When I look around, I see…
A child who just saw her father leave the ‘home’ just the way he goes every day at the same hour of the day. There is her mother waving with eyes filled with tears which the child is unable to comprehend. And beautifully waves with a wholesome smile.
While on the other hand there is this man all suited up in the bravest leather. Knows none he meets and lashes. Knows none of the history of the man he makes the eye contact for the first and last time with. Just knows that the language spoken or the ideology and nationality is different and shoots the spell of bullets!
While here is a couple sitting in a pretty little warm cosy room, looking at all of it with utter surety, that everything they watch on television is not their near future and smiling with cells in their hands cracking jokes to one another.
And then there is a meeting of noble men where they talk for hours, discuss with all their brains and decide to arm up just because they are insecure, want to showcase their power, want to showcase their manhood, and staunchly have their cracks on the chair as they know their family sleeps well on the bed away from all of this. As they know they have money in hand enough to feed their upcoming generation. And all of this gives them the right to play with borders and divide it on a paper sheet decorated with colours and lines which they mean to change and entertain themselves. Most of all sits their ego beside them as people who weren’t even supposed to vote for them just followed a different ideology which made it easy for their livelihood!!!!
And that’s where it begins and ends. Unfortunately, that’s all I can see…Thank you for reading,
P. S – I still hate you 🙂
And then there is a meeting of noble men where they talk for hours, discuss with all their brains and decide to arm up just because they are insecure, want to showcase their power, want to showcase their manhood, and staunchly have their cracks on the chair as they know their family sleeps well on the bed away from all of this. As they know they have money in hand enough to feed their upcoming generation. And all of this gives them the right to play with borders and divide it on a paper sheet decorated with colours and lines which they mean to change and entertain themselves. Most of all sits their ego beside them as people who weren’t even supposed to vote for them just followed a different ideology which made it easy for their livelihood!!!!
And that’s where it begins and ends. Unfortunately, that’s all I can see…Thank you for reading,
P. S – I still hate you 🙂
