Monday, July 18, 2011

Mumbai hit again!

Yes! It has happened again. Another set of innocent people have died. The media has gone into overdrive, covering the blood and gore and the ministers have done their number.
What next? Nothing. Like always we will shake our heads over the ‘unfortunate incident’, mumble condolences and walk on hoping that the next time it’s not us.
For most of us the headlines screaming ’21 dead’ is just a statistic but for some of us it’s our people. Our very own who died and it’s changed the course of life for all those attached to that one life. Every time after such terror attacks its heart rendering to read the stories of those who lost their sons, fathers, brothers, husbands, mothers. wives, daughters.
The cold and dark hand of terror touches lives in many ways. A tea vendor who was the only earning member of his family, A young boy engaged few months back, a middle aged man who had gone to get a bite to eat. Regular people. Like me and you. Going about their daily business to earn a living. Minding their own business. Being in the wrong place at the wrong time. But how do we know what is the wrong place. Is there any place left which is right??
It has become a drill. An attack happens, panic grips the city, networks get jammed making the panic spiral as you can’t reach your loved ones, media shows gory images of blood sending a cold chill down your spine, the somber looking politician come and mouth the same old lines (they probably have a speech ready for such times), police promise they will catch the culprit and within hours life is back to normal at least for those who were lucky enough to escape.
If anything the lives of normal citizens become difficult as there are check nakas on rad slowing down traffic, double checking in malls slowing down parking and tempers are frayed due to high stress levels.
It is sad that we have become immune to terror, immune to death, immune to suffering. Does it not make us wonder if maybe our humane side is dead?
True, you can’t get affected every time, you can’t get bogged down, but we can put up a fight. It’s worthless to expect anything from our politician or police. They have never cared and they never will. They did their bit by appearing in front of media and looked somber. They have announced the worth of life by giving compensations to victims family (it may/ may not reach the families), they have strongly condemned the terrorist actions and now will go back to their useless bickering and power plays.
It is upon us to defend ourselves. To keep an eye around us. To be on constant alert, to double check around us when we travel in trains and buses.
We have to look out for us, because nobody else is.


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