In the love of a Nation na·tion ˈnāSH(ə)n] NOUN - a large body of people united by common descent, history, culture, or language, inhabiting a country or territory – as explained in Oxford Dictionary. So, what makes a Nation? Is it a mass of people bound by a commonality of language, territory or land, ethnicity, direction or is it more elevated, a more exalted, a more abstract consciousness of Unity, of Autonomy, of Belongingness?Is my Nation the greatest or should it be to get my love for it --- this question has vexed many as we study the history of war and today’s tone of nationalism, hyper, uber, liberal and anti-nationalism. Is it required to be great, the most ethical, the most advanced? What makes someone protect it? What makes someone go against it? Is it right to go against the Nation? If yes, are you going against the Nation or against a set of people who are behaving not in the strictest terms of your judgment? If yes, what makes love for your Nation healthy to protect or aid subconsciously in the horrific ills we see, hear and read from the present and past? Should our love for Nation be absolute or conditional? If conditional, in what circumstances and if absolute, why? Is there a scale to the love I have for my Nation? Should I love to protect my home, my neighborhood, my people, my food, my culture and ask to be left alone – Live and let live? In what granularity or grandiose I need to love and protect against – does my intolerance defines the Nation or is it another way around? Next, do I have to love and protect my Nation’s past – the handed-over version of the unprotected one, the defeated one, the divided one, the glorious one, the heroic one, the rich ones or the righteous one …. As I move along should it be “Knowledge is Power” or “Love is Blind” or both in moderation? Should my love be on a moving scale as I know more of or by the assertion of mine or by the belief of others? Is it to infinitely expand or should be continuously adjusting as it inherits and disinherits beliefs and customs, traditions and lethargy, progress and decay as it goes for my other loves? The love for the Nation is only for the better or should it for the worse too? Is it because it is mine with all the faults and glory? Is it not natural to be in love than to be in ambivalent? Can we reject it? Hope Not! Again, should my love not defend it and fight for?