Terror strikes again that’s what almost all news channels and papers read ,loud and clear .But honestly why doesn’t it surprise me anymore, why don’t I feel scared ? why I have just failed to react to these headlines .
I guess people normally react in a certain way when they are confronted with a particular situation or scenario for the first time and they hope that their so called “reaction” would have an positive effect and even help in normalizing things soon enough but what does one did or how does one react when they are quiet literally “bomb arded” from all sides ,what with all the reassurances of security given continuously by our men in power, these long drawn debates held on the implementation of various laws or who is actually at fault (which quiet often just ends up in being yet another blame game wherein political parties use this as an excellent platform to bring out their personal prejudices ) or even the whole nation for that matter commending and applauding the so called Mumbai spirit (what Mumbai spirit I yet fail to understand ,when you have hungry mouths waiting to be fed ailing parents and bills to be paid do you have choice but just battle all odds and go to work, knowing very well that you just may not return and could very well be your last day but then only you know that you don’t have much of choice its more of question of choosing between the devil &the deep blue sea , but who is to understand your plight ? ) its all a dam farce , we have been through it before have lived through this ordeal and know very well that with tomorrow being yet another new day with even more interesting and happening news to feed on ,the so called “trauma” “plight” of the people so easily forgotten as though it never really happened .
Its only for people like us who have to continue fighting this battle all on our own ,I shudder to think that I could have been one of those dead out there that is the entire stretch that I use daily the same platform ,the very same cst-metro road ,colaba the paradise for collegians like us when it comes to flee market shopping its scary to just think what if I was there ……..
I just cannot stop going to these places, but things definitely would have changed for one I longer care a dam ,fail to react just about become numb as though some part of me dead forever and well carry my rosary around hoping that just in case I do fall prey to one of these attacks all I am hoping is that someone who does find my dead body does give me a decent burial .
