Live with it

Mohe rang de Basanti.

Color me the color of sacrifice, color me saffron.

Sacrifices we still make but not for the freedom of our country.
Sacrifices we still make but not out of our own will.
Sacrifices we make, because they make us sacrifice.
Sacrifice our lives, sacrifice our peace of mind.

And live in fear.
Fear of death.
Fear of terrorism.
Fear of being blown to pieces.

When a virus infects more than thrice, the human body develops immunity.
When terrorism strikes everyday, humans develop invulnerability.
Believe the fear is a part of our lives.
Ignore it.

Or just learn to live with it.

Like we did.
Like we are doing.
Like we will continue to do.

Vande Mataram.

Bow to thee Mother.
Bow to Terrorism