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So, you think people dying in accidents is similar to people getting killed?
I can't even begin to tell you how awful your post was.
i was pointing that there is a difference between ordinary civilian getting killed by mafia and a service personnel. It comes with the job.
 
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i was pointing that there is a difference between ordinary civilian getting killed by mafia and a service personnel. It comes with the job.

Agreed.
In a similar note there is no difference between a poor farmer dying in a village and a national leader getting killed. That sort of rationality is not in me.

And the death of this soldiers saddened me BUT what truly appalled me is the silence of the so called liberals.
Hence my rant.
 
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Agreed.
In a similar note there is no difference between a poor farmer dying in a village and a national leader getting killed. That sort of rationality is not in me.

And the death of this soldiers saddened me BUT what truly appalled me is the silence of the so called liberals.
Hence my rant.
this is not the first time I heard 'silence of the liberals'... I think they should make a huge fuss every time armymen, police or firemen die... in the name of 'balance'.
totally agree... ciao :)
 
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So, you think people dying in accidents is similar to people getting killed?
I can't even begin to tell you how awful your post was.



Sir, those who don't know, don't need to know & those who know, have no need to know.
ok
 
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this is not the first time I heard 'silence of the liberals'... I think they should make a huge fuss every time armymen, police or firemen die... in the name of 'balance'.
totally agree... ciao :)

If it was just the policemen or firemen, you may have had a point.
Check the deaths of past one week, it was not JUST the policemen getting killed.
 
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Now fight! lets drag the seculars out of their homes and do as you please.


We will watch from distance.
 
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My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains
My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk,
Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains
One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk:
'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot,
But being too happy in thine happiness,—
That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees
In some melodious plot
Of beechen green, and shadows numberless,
Singest of summer in full-throated ease.

O, for a draught of vintage! that hath been
Cool'd a long age in the deep-delved earth,
Tasting of Flora and the country green,
Dance, and Provençal song, and sunburnt mirth!
O for a beaker full of the warm South,
Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene,
With beaded bubbles winking at the brim,
And purple-stained mouth;
That I might drink, and leave the world unseen,
And with thee fade away into the forest dim:

Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget
What thou among the leaves hast never known,
The weariness, the fever, and the fret
Here, where men sit and hear each other groan;
Where palsy shakes a few, sad, last gray hairs,
Where youth grows pale, and spectre-thin, and dies;
Where but to think is to be full of sorrow
And leaden-eyed despairs,
Where Beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes,
Or new Love pine at them beyond to-morrow.

Away! away! for I will fly to thee,
Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards,
But on the viewless wings of Poesy,
Though the dull brain perplexes and retards:
Already with thee! tender is the night,
And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne,
Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays;
But here there is no light,
Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown
Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.

I cannot see what flowers are at my feet,
Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs,
But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet
Wherewith the seasonable month endows
The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild;
White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine;
Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves;
And mid-May's eldest child,
The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine,
The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves.

Darkling I listen; and, for many a time
I have been half in love with easeful Death,
Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme,
To take into the air my quiet breath;
Now more than ever seems it rich to die,
To cease upon the midnight with no pain,
While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad
In such an ecstasy!
Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain—
To thy high requiem become a sod.

Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird!
No hungry generations tread thee down;
The voice I hear this passing night was heard
In ancient days by emperor and clown:
Perhaps the self-same song that found a path
Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home,
She stood in tears amid the alien corn;
The same that oft-times hath
Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam
Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.

Forlorn! the very word is like a bell
To toll me back from thee to my sole self!
Adieu! the fancy cannot cheat so well
As she is fam'd to do, deceiving elf.
Adieu! adieu! thy plaintive anthem fades
Past the near meadows, over the still stream,
Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep
In the next valley-glades:
Was it a vision, or a waking dream?
Fled is that music:—Do I wake or sleep?

By John Keats

:cry::cry::cry: ...
U r being so emotional ..


Where were these emotions when cow rakshas killed muslim men ..
 
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Please show me where I mentioned religion of the smugglers.
I am not angry at the smugglers. They are vermin, they know no better. It's the nature of snake to bite.

I am angry at the pseudos of India who have not uttered a word. I am angry at their apathy. I am angry at their duplicity and most importantly I am angry at how they can get away with this duplicity.

Exactly. You didnt exclusively mention that. Here in Pakistan, minorities say that they are in bad conditions, but masses in Pakistan are generally facing bad justice conditions. I think same is true for India as well.
 
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:cry::cry::cry: ...
U r being so emotional ..


Where were these emotions when cow rakshas killed muslim men ..

The tears have dried my friend.
When you can't cry for your own, I doubt there are any tears left for others.
 
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The tears have dried my friend.
When you can't cry for your own, I doubt there are any tears left for others.
Hey Bro. Be patient. We will have to undergo so many losses to restore our country back. Please remember our greatest ambition, we want a country for 1.2 billion Hindus to follow our religion freely.

If we get discouraged by these setbacks and lose morale then we will not reach our goal. So cool yourself Bro.
 
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Hey Bro. Be patient. We will have to undergo so many losses to restore our country back. Please remember our greatest ambition, we want a country for 1.2 billion Hindus to follow our religion freely.

If we get discouraged by these setbacks and lose morale then we will not reach our goal. So cool yourself Bro.

Whether you become radical hindus or secular puppets makes no difference to us. We are the Muslim horde that will come and engulf your entire region. We want nothing but complete subservience. If any of you dare to speak out, we will cast you onto the flames of your Hindu Gods where you will burn without the help of any one person. Religion may be part of the equation, but the truth is that we will dominate you call center slum dog millionaires. You will work for us, and If you object we will start executing you. Plain and simple.

Don't be scared of Pakistan, but be scared of Pakistanis.

Always remember that we are the bad guys.
 
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Whether you become radical hindus or secular puppets makes no difference to us. We are the Muslim horde that will come and engulf your entire region. We want nothing but complete subservience. If any of you dare to speak out, we will cast you onto the flames of your Hindu Gods where you will burn without the help of any one person. Religion may be part of the equation, but the truth is that we will dominate you call center slum dog millionaires. You will work for us, and If you object we will start executing you. Plain and simple.

Don't be scared of Pakistan, but be scared of Pakistanis.

Always remember that we are the bad guys.
:wave: History is certainly yours. You can take the history.
We will take the future. Future is ours.
 
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