So you’ve done it again.
You took it upon yourself to make the worst nightmares of a people and a nation come true.
So you’ve gone ahead and killed a few hundred innocents who were merely guilty of minding to their own lives. Of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Whose ghastly crime was belonging to a nationality or faith that didn’t match your own.
Not that you’d care even if it did. After all, you think the earth spins on the trajectory of your bullets.
Perhaps seeing beyond the barrel of an AK-47 is much tougher than it sounds. Actually, that would explain why you always vent your spleen and empty your rounds on those who have nothing to do with you.
Oh you’ve succeeded all right. You needn’t lose sleep over that.
I will definitely view unattended bags and unclaimed parcels with suspicion. All my life.
Avoiding public places during festivals and national holidays is already ingrained in my psyche. Now I’m not sure of ordinary places on ordinary weekdays too.
I live in the knowledge that the statistical possibility of my ending up as a terror statistic has hit an all-time high.
I fear for my loved ones wherever they may be.
The innate goodness of human nature is a thing of the past. Therefore I view my fellow beings with suspicion.
Dammit, I say a prayer every time I walk into a movie hall!!
And most importantly, you’ve added one more face to ‘evil’ as I know it. You and your predecessors have done your homework well.
But there’s one more thing I want you to know.
It’s gonna take much, much more than a few dozen armed, misguided and violent zealots to break the will of a nation.
You claim to act out of faith. What you have actually proved is your lack of it.
You have accepted and put on record that you’re incapable of being a thinking, rational, civilized being.
That you truly are absolutely incapable of being a human being.
Thank to you, many hundreds of lives have been irrevocably changed.
Some will mourn the loss of a friend or sibling all their lives. Some others will always remember saying goodbye to a loved one leaving for India, not knowing that it was the last time.
Some children will grow up with one parent and a photo of the other. Or perhaps a photo alone. For some others, their very families are a memory now.
Dismiss this as just another run-of-the-mill, emotional rant if you will.
But I’ll have you know that the spirit of this city, of this nation and her people, is much stronger than anything your fanatical commanders prepared you for.
It is as real as the air you breathe, as real as the fact that the sun rises and sets everyday.
To rise again the next day, no matter what.
I am confident that my countrymen and I will continue to live our lives with renewed spirit and vigour, despite all that you do to reduce us to a nervous, hysterical mass of humanity.
Most of all I hope and pray that your wretched soul may languish in Hades.
That you may writhe in impotent fury at the futility of your so-called sacrifice.
Now and for the rest of eternity.
The last few of days have been harrowing ones, even for those who were not directly involved in the terror attacks. Here’s a prayer for those who’re grieving their losses now.
Wish our politicians would stop relying so much on our resilience, and instead do something about every Tom, Dick and Harry who decides to throw a bomb and make a point! Like, hey, the spirit of Mumbai's there alright but we won't let ourselves be kicked around like this!
One thing I couldn’t help noticing though. WHERE the *&$% did the self proclaimed protectors of Mumbai, the Shiv Sena and the MNS go? Haven’t heard a peep from them through all this.
Or perhaps they were waiting for a headcount of Maharashtrian hostages. Oh you never know. Funny, I don’t remember seeing anything about Thackeray asking if the NSG were from Maharashtra. Mebbe they were too busy planning their next attack on non-Marathi speakers, who have the gall to continue living in Mumbai.
You skulking, miserable cowards.
