🇵🇰💗 A Love That Lives Quietly: My Thoughts on Patriotism 💗🇵🇰
When people talk about patriotism, they often picture big flags waving, loud speeches, or battles fought long ago. And yes, those are part of it. But for me, patriotism feels... softer. It feels like home. Like the smell of the earth after rain. Like my grandmother’s prayers in the quiet hours of the night. Like the feeling of singing our national anthem and getting goosebumps for no reason. I used to think I wasn’t “patriotic enough” because I wasn’t loud or bold. But I’ve come to understand that patriotism doesn’t have to shout. It can whisper, too. Patriotism is caring deeply — about our people, our land, our future. It's when I see a child holding a tiny flag on Independence Day and smile. It's when I plant something in the soil and feel like I’m doing something for this country that raised me. It’s in the way I speak kindly about my home when others are quick to criticize. To me, loving my country means wanting to protect it — not just from outside threats, but from ha...