Don't Know Why We Fight !!

First Day at my client office,The Pepboys,and I was damn confused.That confusion was not related to work,because work related confusion is something which,like a true companion is always there with u.Here I was confused because these people gave me a cubical to sit and noone explained to me about other important things,like way to the cafeteria,the canteen and most important,the restroom.So here I was,looking here and there,trapped in a "help urself"situation,as they call in the US.I was trying to figure out my way to the restroom and suddenly heard a soft voice from behind,"may I help u dude".I turned and saw a middle aged Desi looking at me."Kahan se hain aap,India se?"."Hanji",I said."App bhi India se hain kya?"I asked."Nahi ,mein Peshawar se hun.Kissi ko dhundh rahe hain kya?"."Han,actually I am looking for restroom.This is my first day here" I said."Ohh,they havnt shown u around,such lazy people.Chaliye mein aapko yahan sab dikhata hun.Its almost lunch time.I'll show u the canteen."
He introduced me to some Indians who were working there.They used to have lunch together,people from both the countries,shared their tiffins,that they used to bring from home.Everything was same,it was hard to make out that he belonged to a country which is considered our arch rival and biggest threat.If you go to any site like youtube,u wud find people from both countries abusing each other like anything.Fail to understand why?
Hopefully a day wud come when things wud be the same as they are here at the Pepboys canteen.