High time people realise we are in a civilisational war. I don’t mean this as a punchline. If they can, they will beat us down and keep us there. It is disillusioning at times. It’s tough. And scary. And an uphill climb, with the peak nowhere in sight.

Running OpIndia has changed, hardened me to a large extent. I don’t get easily disillusioned or hopeless. I’ve observed the Left and learnt from it what I thought should be learnt. If all of us don’t, we will not survive. The heart feels, but your mind has to be the guiding light

It’s not to say I don’t get disillusioned at all. Ever so often, I feel like quitting and becoming a home maker. Away from news that breaks my heart every single day. That angers and agitates me. That tends to shake my faith in my own foundation. In the prospect of our survival

Today is one of those days when I get disillusioned and wonder what the point of it all is. Wonder if we are fighting a losing battle. Wonder if it’s best to leave it all and live in oblivion. A happier, more secure life. Tomorrow, I won’t feel like this, I’m sure. But today I do

And I say this with utmost responsibility - if we have any hope of winning the civilisational war, Bajrang Dal and VHP need to be revived. Without question.