Amar has two choices. He can either accept what his heart and soul cannot, and prostitute to necessity his self, his beliefs, his raison d'etre, discarding them because of the impossibility of their success and survival in a reality he is powerless to change.
The other option is to stand up and oppose. To fight a battle he cannot win, for a cause he cannot abandon without abandoning himself. To struggle and war in a hopeless cause is to assure one's own misery and destruction. But you see, misery and destruction became inevitable anyway when what is right and true became what cannot be.
One does not abandon what one holds most dear simply because it's a losing cause. Amar will oppose reality and fate, and he anticipates his own destruction.
But he does not accept. He will fight, and he will lose.