I definitely did not go to sleep last night in this country.
The country I went to sleep in had the Rajabai clock tower chiming merrily every 15 minutes. Over there, the dome of the Taj Mahal Hotel near the Gateway of India shone brightly in the evening sky, people enjoyed their drinks and music at Cafe Leopold and Colaba Causeway was a great place to hang out.
Today though, Taj Mahal dome did shine, but not because of the bulbs that usually lit it up, Rajabai clock tower's chime had lost its cheer, the only music playing at Leo's was a death knoll and Colaba Causeway became a place to hang out, not for common citizens, but for the National Security Guard (NSG) Commandos who have flown in from across the country to fight these mother-fucking terrorists.
In this country, they've even imposed curfew so we can't get out of our homes and endanger ourselves and others.
I pray for those who lost their lives and for their families fighting for their old country.
I, no, We, want our country back, the country we went to sleep in.
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im not even a mumbai-ite, but what i felt was a sense of frustration with shame and hopelessness.
maybe thats because i felt for india. is there really any hope for us?
feels like what we need is a new way of thnking, life and conscience..and that seems impossible given 1billion people..
:(
i hope everyone is safe.
haathi... :( yeah, family and friends safe fortunately
i cried reading this post.
i hope we will continue to feel this last attack in our guts and do something constructive abt it.
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