Soldiers don’t have body doubles and stuntmen at their disposal. They don’t use graphical assistance to fight their enemy. They don’t photoshop their scars. They don’t bleed ketchup. They don’t flaunt their toned bodies. They don’t fake patriotism and more importantly, they don’t always have a happy ending.
They are brave hearts. They are selfless. They are nationalists. They are real. They are our heroes. Those that have given up their materialistic pleasures, families, friends- their lives. For what?
For you and me, so we can take them for granted, put up a DP when a few of them die, cry about our problems and live selfish lives and yet feel that we deserve the royal treatment because we ‘pay our share of taxes’. It’s time to introspect. It’s time to change.
Of all the things you can change about this, the easiest one is to recognise the real ‘celebrity’ when you meet an actor and a soldier at an airport. Because soldiers and celebrities are synonymous. The others are just commoners with acting skills.