This patriotism and nationalism is a business of the elite. It is embedded in you with curriculum, songs, movies and slogans. So that you can die and your family be proud of it.
Take this example:
Rashid Minhas took the plane down and crashed it because an agent was trying to take it to other side of the border. Minhas embraced martyrdom and was awarded Nishan-e-Haider.
Who was the agent? What is the other side of the story?
Matiur Rehman was the “agent” who was trying to take the plane out of Pakistan. He was fighting for his nation i.e. freedom fight of Bangalis. From Bangladeshi point of view, he was their hero.
Matiur Rehman was awarded Bir Sreshtho (equivalent to Nishan-e-Haider) and is known as their national hero. Just like Minhas.
Two sides of the same coin. Same story. Same incident. Same plane. Same martyrdom. Same medal of honor. And same religion.
Both were sons. Both had families. Both had dreams. Both had a life.
But who won? Business. Business of war, weapons, arsenals, jets, tanks…
And who suffered? Those who were sick, hungry, illiterate, malnourished, and striving for basics. Public. Awaam. Janta. They are still striving. Pakistan, India and Bangladesh have the highest pool of people below poverty line.
Take it this way. There are five members of “Security Council“. This council of security is supposed to make this world more secure. And these five countries are the top five countries of exporting weapons. Business. Nothing else. We either end as consumers or collateral damage. Wraped in a flag. 21 shots. That’s it.
As Arundhati Roy said;
“Flags are bits of colored cloth that governments use first to shrink-wrap people’s minds & then as ceremonial shrouds to bury the dead.”