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Is Violence Inevitable ?

 You are the leader of you kingdom. The enemy's troops are just outside the walls of your of your land , ever ready to attack. You look at your army ; you're hopeless. The enemy's soldiers outnumber yours by four times.

What do you do now ?

You turn to your citizens. Try to persuade them to join the fray and protect your kingdom; their homeland. But they seem unmoved by your patriotic and emotional speech. You hear them saying, "Why war ? Isn't there enough negativity and violence in the world ? We must frankly make peace with them".

Now what do you do ?

Let's say you somehow gathered the required number of soldiers and battle with the enemy. Either you win, but a lot of valueable human lives and resources might be lost and leave you worse off than before.

Or you lose. The enemy subjects your citizens to all kinds of totures and exploits them and all your          resources. People now start making associations and protest, either by himsa or ahimsa. If people use himsa, they are the ones inflicting violence which will eventually lead to war. If people use ahimsa, then the enemy will be the one trying to use violence to suppress the revolts.

This second case might happen even if you did make peace with them . Thus eventually violence is bound to be inflicted, one way or the other.

So do you think there is any alternative solution , since love comes more naturally to humans than hate ? Feel free to leave a comment below, 'cause I'd love know what you think !

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  1. UnknownApril 20, 2021 at 11:57 PM

    Interesting take!! Would love to see more such ideas from you :)

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