During an interview, a reporter once asked Major Thakkar what was the scariest moment he ever faced during his time in the army.
The old Major went silent. He pondered on the question for quite a while and then replied – “It was a long time ago but I remember it as clear as the day.
I was very young then, I had just joined the army. Our unit was stationed in the hot desert, somewhere very close to the border. I remember there was this stray dog that used to roam near our campsite and our platoon had sort of adopted it.
We would feed it whatever scraps were left after dinner. In winters, it would often creep into our shed and sleep near the foldings. Everybody loved it. Then one day, the dog went rabid.
Out of nowhere, it attacked the soldiers. Before we knew what was happening, it had bitten three of my friends — one of them right in the throat.
The guy barely escaped with his life. A few of us went after the dog but it bounded away and vanished somewhere in the campsite. It was only after nightfall that somebody finally found the dog and shot it dead. I tell you kid, those few god-forsaken hours — when we had no idea where the dog had hidden or from which direction it might attack, those were the scariest hours of my life!”
The reporter looked at the old man in bemusement – “But sir, you have fought in two wars. You have killed dozens of terrorists. You were reported captured beyond the enemy line and tortured for days. You must have faced situations so dangerous that no human could imagine. It’s just that I find it hard to believe that a rabid dog is the scariest thing you’ve ever faced.”
At this, the old man gave a hearty chuckle.
Then, looking the young reporter straight in the eye, he said – “Enemies don’t scare me, young man. They are soldiers too. And soldiers have principles. They have rules. They have ideals. Above all, they have an instinct for self-preservation. But a rabid dog has none of those things.
It doesn’t care for its own life. It’s a dumb, raging animal that has just one instinct – to bite. You can never be sure when or from where it will strike.”
On a completely unrelated note, dear OP, you are absolutely right.
India is very very afraid of Pakistan.
India afraid of Pakistan because:
- According to Global Firepower Index, Pakistan ranks as the 13th most powerful military in the world.And India ranks as the 4thmost powerful.
- Pakistan is having Active Military Personnel 6 lakh but India is having more than 13 lakh.
- Pakistan is having Budget of only $ 7 billion but India is having just 8 times of what Pak have.
- Pakistan is having total tanks of about 2924 but India is having 2.5 times of what Pak have.
- Pakistan is having total Aircraft 914 but India is having 1905.
- Pakistan is having submarines of about 8 but India is having 15.
- Pakistan is having Zero destroyerbut India is having 11.
- Pakistan is having Merchant Marine Strength of about 11 but India is having 340.
- Pakistan is having Manpower Strength of about 9.5 Crore but India is having 62 crore.
- Compare the Area also
- India is about 4 times of Pakistan .
- I have a neighbour in my society who loves to throw tantrums. He’s economically on a lower side, loves to curse the government for his miseries, and refuses to pay maintenance.
- I’m a hard-worker. I have my own issues, but at the end of the day, I just want to make more than I was making the last month and uplift myself to the same glory and riches which my forefathers had.
- My neighbour laughs at me while I toil hard and burn the midnight oil.
- I don’t pay much heed to his jokes or ridicule, but for him that’s the only source of entertainment; so he loves to make fun of me.
- A year later, I sell my hatchback and upgrade to a sedan.
- He is stunned as he’s still driving that 15 year old pickup, while I happily move out in my sedan and mingle with the other members of the society.
- He’s hurt. He doesn’t like it. And since he’s on the crazier side of the spectrum; he gets out one night and scratches my car.
- I know it’s him. I raise the issue in the society, but due to the lack of proof, he’s left unscathed.
- He laughs at me that night, on my face, but my wife tells me to show restraint and so I ignore him.
- The next year is amazing. I develop at a very quick pace, I work to get my shit together, and all those efforts pay well… so I sell my sedan and upgrade to an SUV (I got lots of children and space is a problem so).
- Seeing me driving that SUV with my family? My neighbour goes batshit crazy.
- When I was out, he enters my home and vandalises my property. But because of the lack of evidence, he escapes. He continues the suit; puncturing my car’s tyre one day and throwing stones on the glass windows of my house on another.
- He takes my restraint for the norm and doesn’t leave any chance to ridicule or hurt me.
- But this time I’ve had enough. I walk up to his door, ring the bell like a gentleman, and as soon as he opens it, I barge into his own home and beat the shit out of him.
- I called up my “Surgical Strike” right when the society members come questioning.
- My neighbour’s left red-faced. He doesn’t like that, not one bit; so this time he threatens me that he’ll hurt my children.
Now I’m scared of him.
I know he’s all bonkers up there, I know that he can go to any length just to see me suffer even though he’ll collapse under his own retardness; but I’m afraid that he’ll hurt my children just to pull me down along with him.
When you know that a country with which you share your border, is on the verge of collapsing and in all possibility will be consumed by fanatics and some dudes with weapons and nuclear warheads in their arsenal; and they’ve been brainwashed since childhood that we are the harbingers of their misery?
You bet India is scared.
Not scared of fighting, but scared of the mad-men who want to hurt our citizens for their abominable cause.
