Dil se Dil Tak....of war.. Peace. and dillema...
When I touch my hematoma area and the hurt inflicted once by army Batton while leading a torch march as a school student with my father, it ignite my sense of vibrant romance of patriotism and my pride being an aware Indian!! but when I observe the state of chaos and growing intolerance a sizable chunk of my life kept plodding on theories and pebbles. My lifeskills and philosophy was preordained by a Gandhian Socialist philosopher who happened to be my best friend, Philosopher and Guide. He is my father.I have no choice in life but being truthful, honest, sincere to the maximum. Dillema started with the fate of this highly romantic patriot and his tragic end like the crucified Jesus!! I often saw a Machiavelli in my mother who said"being kind and compassionate is good but one often needs to learn to be harsh and ruthless in order to survive so that good may triumph. "The duplicitous interpersonal style."!!Maa was practical,religious and joined my father up in h