As I remebered that the date to come was 26/11, something shook inside. Spontaneously, all sense of comfort was lost and pain.. extreme pain gripped the heart.. Suddenly those graphic scenes came flashing before the eyes.. helplessness unequalled.. We all stood and watched our bretheren burn ..
I don't even know why I am writing this. I don't know why I want to share all of this.. SUddenly the gates have been breached and hundreds of emotions are flowing free.. I remeber Sandeep this momemnt. I remeber his mother. I remember the emptyness in her eyes. I remember that Kasab is still enjoying the fest and Paki masterminds are still walking free. i remember how NSG waited without a plane in Delhi while Mumbai burned.. I remember the staff of Taj who performed exceptionally well. I remember the people in khaki who took the bullets that night.. I remember those who hid away when the need was the most.. I remember Taj burning.. I remember .. The more I remember.. the more pain grips me.
All said and done, I thought this day is worth a mention.. it is worth remembering.. I don't want to dictate solutions today. I don't want to encourage ourselves or talk about hope. I just want us to remeber what happened. The wound is not yet healed.. the blood still flows .. the pain is all too real to be forgotten .. the helpless too much to neglect..
Ek Lau kyun bujhi mere maula.. Ek lau kyun bujhi maula re.
My heartfelt tribute to all those who lost their lives and suffered from injuries in the terror attacks we have faced. And a prayer for those they left behind to miss their presence for a lifetime.