That's such a vivid metaphor, Satvika! An "obsolete omelette" suggests something broken, mixed up, and cooked into a dish that can't return to its original formβperhaps like fighting, which often destroys more than it builds. Even when the conflict ends, the scars linger, making it seem pointless or outdated.
Do you feel this "obsolete omelette" of fighting is a cycle humanity can't break free from, or is there hope for something new to emerge?