War and peace are the distinctive incarnations through which nature reveals itself. They are ubiquitous and universal. So when ever you lift your brows and see distant woods, the milky falls and the characteristic forest sounds you find yourself at peace. A perfect world and all things in harmony almost slumbers you and takes you in the wild imagination where there are no rules but those of survival. In the middle of this perfect rendezvous you are suddenly waken up and realize the threat - the presence and attack of the others, the hunters and the hunted. In our own little world, a civilized one, we are not run far from the reality. The hunters are there, the hunted are there and it's only the rules that seems to be changed a bit.
Territorial disputes are inevitable and in the very nature of mankind. They have been there and they will be there. Their presence may be felt everywhere â€“ in faiths, in epics, in myths and written with the red ink on the many chapters of history. The best we can do is strike a balance and hold as long as we can.
Hundreds of years ago, small tribes and communities fought for land and resources, as for a given time they are limited and man is too dependent on them. There have been battles, wars, conflicts, massacres, liberations; the chapters of history all written with plethora of accounts of this unavoidable human tendency. The manifestations may though have taken a different course but the kind behind the form has always remained the same.
Consider the situation thousands of years before, when primitive societies began emerging. This emergence for both humans and species at the higher organizational hierarchy must have been driven by the necessity and the need to survive as a group. The co existence of the individuals of the same species, so far reason can reveal, must have been an advantage. The duality in the nature that is peace amongst the group members or within communities, the sound of the forest, the murmur of the streams and its antagonist war, the survival of the fittest, the hunter and the game; must have flowed and taken shape as character of the members in the group. The kind as such must have been retained, though the form may hoodwink for a while.
And the same is true for one more community, an institution intricately woven by man â€“ the state. Territories, states, nations will be fought over, no matter how strong and powerful their parallel institutions are made. Military alliances, League of Nations, United Nations will collapse and new ones will come into existence. The States will engage in wars and pronounce its own downfall. Such is the fate of the mankind and any institution it tries to procreate.
Let us hope for a beautiful tomorrow and participate in a cause that establishes harmony and good order. For tomorrow the dawn may announce one more war, let us live for this night.