I can tell you what my parents told me of 1971. The fear was palpable. I was a few months old. My dad was at work. Mum was at home alone with me. Complete blackout. Windowpanes with paper/cardboard stuck on them. Air raid sirens.
Now imagine what goes theough the mind of Pakistanis when they see fire from the sky, and the final terminal scream of a missile, and then the spectacular detonation on their most guarded high value sites.
Sites which 99% of them must never have been allowed into.
And here the enemy is reaching out and touching you.
Again and again. Loud. Bright. At night.
No amount of propaganda is going to defeat the viral fear on the ground. Fear helplessness.
A d soon anger and resentment.
When their internal enemies keep hitting them.
And failed generals become Field Marshals .