26-11-2008.... a black date in the history of Mumbai... The date that will always be remembered in the books of India as a day of disaster. The terrorist attack on Mumbai was a First for eveyone across the world. Who would have thought that terror could come in an individual form! Bomb Blasts are a common occurence for us Indians and though they are equally shocking and sad, they are still accepted as a part of terrorism. But 10 men carrying guns and hand grenades walking freely around the busiest part of one of the most crowded cities of the world and firing at people at a point blank range without reason is something too hard to comprehend for any sound mind.
You must be wondering that why am i writing about this issue after almost a year and a half later. Well... last entire week i was running around meeting the authorities to get a list of the victims of this attack. The idea was to help the victim's families by understanding their needs and give them some kind of aid. The authorities were kind enough to give me the lists of all the victims- the deceased as well as the injured. But the list included all details of the victims... including the injuries found on them when the bodies were discovered. And that shook my whole world. Knowing that someone somewhere died on account of a terrorist attack is shocking, but i was never affected by it on a personal level. But now. its different. I am suddenly looking at names of dead people and suddenly these people become real ordinary people like me, not just someone i read about in the news... not just some victims of situation and wrong time... wrong place... There are names and there are ages and addrresses and there are families... and there are bullet holes.they are real people with real lives!!!Imagine bullet holes in a 4 year old... that sweet little child didnt even know what life and death is. Those little eyes were closed before they knew how to dream of the future. Those little heart beats lost for ever before even knowing how to beat out of fear... that little being who only knew how to love was wiped off the face of the earth out of pure hatred.... A hatred so pure, so savage, so deep rooted that it didn't see ... couldn't see ...that it was a budding life it was ending.
They call it JEHAD... thier war for religion for their"Dharma". But how would they know who followed that same religion that they were fighting for... Did they stop and ask before killing a person what his religion was??? They should have... because more than half the victims were of the same caste and followed the same religion... What kind of war is this if the principle behind it is not clear to those who are following it??? Shouldn't these Jehadis stop and ask themselves their purpose???
AND THE MOST IMPORTANT QUESTION THAT CAME TO MY MIND..."why doesnt the Government do something to punish the last terrorist found alive?" Why do we feel he needs a fair trial? why are we being so humanitarian towards him when he has lost all human instincts of love and emotion? IS IT RIGHT TO LET HIM LIVE FOR SO LONG OR SHOULD HE BE HANGED?
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hey sis...just work on the way u present urself...i mean...try out different approaches for all posts...somewhere they are running on the same track.
ReplyDeleteand more important try and make it public...post link in social sites to ur blog...