Thank God for the retaliatory strikes. Because if they hadn’t happened, I’m quite sure we would’ve seen war break out—not at the borders, but at the local tea stall near your house. Yes, between Sharmaji, who suddenly discovered his inner Chanakya, and Khan saab, who just wanted to buy a samosa without being judged.

You see in the last two weeks before the strikes, we weren’t just angry—we were seething. And like all pressure cookers that whistle when the steam doesn’t find its way out, our collective rage was beginning to hiss and boil.

Trouble is, when a nation doesn’t release its fury outward, it starts looking inward for someone to punch in the face. Preferably someone in range. Like that quiet fellow across the street who doesn’t celebrate the same festivals, or prays facing a different direction.

Or that person in the group who didn’t put a thumbs up mark against a forward talking about burning a place of worship down!

Enter: The WhatsApp Army. Trained in the ancient martial art of “forwarding without thinking,” these brave keyboard commandos had begun to do what they do best—aim their righteous anger at convenient civilian targets. Why wait for facts when you have memes? Why understand nuance when you can copy-paste an angry voice note?

And then last night came the real strike.

Precise. Measured. Thought out.

Our armed forces didn’t jump to action like an irate uncle at a wedding buffet line. No, they thought, strategized, waited for the world to nod in solemn agreement, and then struck where it mattered—at the terrorists. Not at citizens. Not at cities. Not at hospitals or schools. At those responsible.

That’s what our WhatsApp warriors need to learn—strategy, not hysteria. And perhaps a basic course in spelling, punctuation, and constitutional rights.

Also, let’s not get too carried away with just thinking it was aimed only at one religion, remember that two of those who were martyred were married to women who didn’t wear sindoor.

What these strikes should teach us is this: real heroes don’t scream into smartphones. They act. Silently. Carefully. And sometimes, they give their lives without forwarding a single angry message.

You think our dear armed forces are not vulnerable after the fairness of their attack? They still are, but let us honour their professionalism not by shouting louder than the neighbour, but by becoming better neighbours.

Let us fight the war outside, not ignite a civil one inside.

And the next time before you send a message soaked in venom, just remember—our forces picked their target wisely.

Maybe you have to learn to do the same.

And for the love of my country and also grammar, how about naming the next WhatsApp attack- Operation Common Sense?

Now that would be a war worth winning…!

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