Many Coups

Many coups have been attempted against terrorism till now by several countries. Some were successful, some were not. However, the beau monde who have never confronted the grunts and grenades of the masked terrorists, mindlessly declaim the assassination of the unscrupulous murderers through their monotonous and ambiguous philippics. The pukka paladins are not those blamers or complainers, but our militia, who keep fighting to their last breath in order to defend us, protect our nation. But criticism is ineluctable, however noble or loyal you are to your country, your nation. Our socio-political climate is sclerotic. It never optimize itself, like a stagnant pool of muddy water. Conversely, the young generation is rushing behind sizzling teleological transient temptations of the external world. They have forgotten to look inside. They reach the peroration to a phenomenon too expeditiously. Their ultimate desideratum is to pluck the fruit anyhow, by hook or crook. Prima facie they are momentously prosperous, but immanently they are nothing but claptrap, filled with empty verbiage. They perpend the muscle, rather than mind, as the insignia of wholesomeness. But they may be inadvertent that muscle is only a regalia, a mere snippet of youth. Once youth is wasted, muscle would shrink, qua there would only remain a skin drooping unfittingly upon the thin bones.