From afar, India and Pakistan appear smaller on the screen but heavier in the mind. The slogans soften, the outrage slows, and yet the conflict feels more permanent. Distance strips away the urgency without dissolving the inheritance. What remains is familiarity that no longer shocks, but exhausts.
When you live close to the fault line, the conflict feels loud. It enters conversations uninvited. It announces itself through television tickers, roadside arguments, and the careful choice of words...