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Patriotism For a Common Man

We the people are all proud about our own nation. But have you ever thought what makes you feel this sensation of patriotism. According to George Bernard Shaw the feeling of hatred for the other makes one think he is patriot. And it is true in case of anything. In the case of religion too the same rule applies.


        There is 30% of pride for our nation and the rest hatred. Hatred for the british was really the feeling of patriotism for us. There is a myth that the army men are the most patriotic. And we were told their sufferings were an example for the sensation of patriotism.But it realy is he gets high benefits and honor for their very less qualifications at the proffession. But there are true patriots who offer selfless service to the country. But the nation proves them to be great fools. What havethe nation done for them in return. They are the ones who really
 suffers for us. The media and the govt let us common people to hear only stories where they were honored and rewarded. But there are still many who has got nothing and the money powered media does hide it from our knowledge.



Common man only knows about things regarding the nation and its security through media. What happens at the borders are just news for us.At times of the independence struggle  it was the hatred from the suffering from the british made us feel patriotism. And now it is the hatred for pakis and other who are there to hurt the pride of the nation.It is the vengeance that is our patriotism. At the war it is the frustration that is taken out on the enemies. Patriotism is not the great love for the nation as we know from the time of fairy tales. Its the revenge and vengeance for those who hurt our pride for the nation.


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