Mind over Madrasa

Which war is the ideal war? – The war that is won without stepping on to the battlefield.

It is very easy to misinterpret the above statement; for modern day “peacekeepers”, the statement is akin to not going to war at all – ever! For fanatic extremists, the statement is an excuse given by the weak. For students of Chanakya, Shivaji and Krishna, it is the principle of minimal casualties. For these students, the statement is all about understanding that the mind is the all-encompassing superlative battlefield made up of tiny zones of conflict – physical and/or emotional - this is modern warfare! The Abrahamics understood this very well and hence you can seen a transition in Christian conquests – from overt Goa inquisition style torture or brutal British subjugation to the silent dagger mechanisms perfected by the Vatican Church, based on the combination of smart economics and emotional appeal executed brilliantly by scores of missionaries particularly along the eastern belt of India. Islam too evolved to understand that wars needn’t be won on the might of the sword alone and hence came the advanced weapon of demographics as explained by Muammar Al Gaddafi - something they have successfully employed in Europe and will deliver them the continent in a few decades. However, does the Hindu understand his own legacy?

Veer Savarkar - a "Mrutyunjay" Tribute....

5 years back, i.e. at Bhagur in 2007 (a small village near Nasik) - the birthplace of Veer Savarkar, I did not say much but looked into the lively, energetic and powerful eyes of Veer Savarkar's statue at his ancestral home (a "waada" to be accurate) and promised him one thing - to put my life on the line; every moment from today would carry just one objective - freedom of my motherland and the rebirth of a nation unbounded - the emergence and establishment of a superpower. Every action of mine, every decision would henceforth reflect a target, a milestone somewhere important and crucial for the greater good; I knew I was going to break a few hearts, hurt a few people here and there and my karma would punish me for it - but then, that is a choice I had made and accepted the consequences as well without any regret or remorse in hindsight after 5 years. Today, I feel the same with words failing me as in the past - overwhelmed by the tremendous source of energy that Veer Savarkar is and hence this blog is not mine but shared from someplace else. It is a gentle, yet strong reminder, a testimonial to the countless fighters of our cause, courtesy www.savarkar.org; On the death anniversary of one of the greatest men ever to tread through the dust, the blood, the sweat of our motherland and embrace it with all that he ever had, I share it with my fellow countrymen. We continue through our actions towards the betterment of this beloved nation and that alone would be an apt tribute to this great soul; but till we achieve impact of that acceptable magnitude, something through words we put forth to let him know wherever he is, that we are fighting, and we are fighting hard. (The following text is the write-up I share)