MY LIFE DOESN’T GO ON……….

MY LIFE DOESN’T GO ON……….

I love Mumbai and I HATE the fact that my life went on even while the city was besieged with terrorists .I have lost a lot in every attack that my city has witnessed- my innocence of well being , my assurance that the government would look after me and the notion that I am safe in my city. The dead bodies that I saw in 2003 shattered the belief that Mumbai was where I would reach my destiny; the fatality of it all was on display as the pigeons that fluttered at gateway lay dead at my feet. The hatred that the terrorists display towards me as a citizen of independent India is incomprehensible to me; so also the helpless of the people I elect to protect me while they move around with black commandos in Z+ security. Yes, as the home minister of the state said that in such big cities these incidents are common; yes they are because we except them to be. What is important to address is why the citizen should continue with normal life to show that the terrorist has not defeated my city, my spirit is broken though not displayed so they have won anyway. No amount of pride for the nation can bring back our warrior dead and the innocent citizenry that lost their lives in this attack and thumbs up signs just go on to show that there has be a temporary stay in the carnage of innocence.

I am tried of being strong and taking relief in the fact that my immediate family survived and now feel guilty for not taking the place of those that did for no fault of theirs. These days I fell like telling the terrorists that go ahead and kill me- do it but do not make me live in a city where every day is dogged with a sense of anxiousness that my family may not make it for dinner. My dear ones are in the firing line each and every day- taking the trains to their workplace, visiting restaurants and shopping at public spaces, how do I tell them not to. My keepers ie the government can afford to have air conditioned cars taking them to work, high level of security at the Mantralaya and shopping done abroad but I don’t have those options neither do those that are dear to me.

I knew some of those that fell to the bullets of the terrorists this time and a lot of them did not sign up to be heroes as their little ones waited for them at home. How did their life lose significance for me or this government that they elected? My life doesn’t go on and I need help…..i have no qualms admitting that the terrorists won as my government failed in protecting its citizenry and shame on them for bringing me to such a position. I empathize with those who lost their dear ones in the recent attack and stand beside them and refuse to be brave and lead a normal life.

MY LIFE DOESN’T GO ON……….

MY LIFE DOESN’T GO ON……….

I love Mumbai and I HATE the fact that my life went on even while the city was besieged with terrorists .I have lost a lot in every attack that my city has witnessed- my innocence of well being , my assurance that the government would look after me and the notion that I am safe in my city. The dead bodies that I saw in 2003 shattered the belief that Mumbai was where I would reach my destiny; the fatality of it all was on display as the pigeons that fluttered at gateway lay dead at my feet. The hatred that the terrorists display towards me as a citizen of independent India is incomprehensible to me; so also the helpless of the people I elect to protect me while they move around with black commandos in Z+ security. Yes, as the home minister of the state said that in such big cities these incidents are common; yes they are because we except them to be. What is important to address is why the citizen should continue with normal life to show that the terrorist has not defeated my city, my spirit is broken though not displayed so they have won anyway. No amount of pride for the nation can bring back our warrior dead and the innocent citizenry that lost their lives in this attack and thumbs up signs just go on to show that there has be a temporary stay in the carnage of innocence.

I am tried of being strong and taking relief in the fact that my immediate family survived and now feel guilty for not taking the place of those that did for no fault of theirs. These days I fell like telling the terrorists that go ahead and kill me- do it but do not make me live in a city where every day is dogged with a sense of anxiousness that my family may not make it for dinner. My dear ones are in the firing line each and every day- taking the trains to their workplace, visiting restaurants and shopping at public spaces, how do I tell them not to. My keepers ie the government can afford to have air conditioned cars taking them to work, high level of security at the Mantralaya and shopping done abroad but I don’t have those options neither do those that are dear to me.

I knew some of those that fell to the bullets of the terrorists this time and a lot of them did not sign up to be heroes as their little ones waited for them at home. How did their life lose significance for me or this government that they elected? My life doesn’t go on and I need help…..i have no qualms admitting that the terrorists won as my government failed in protecting its citizenry and shame on them for bringing me to such a position. I empathize with those who lost their dear ones in the recent attack and stand beside them and refuse to be brave and lead a normal life.

a little bit more

Sucess that buzz word that moves people to work that extra hour makes me wonder if it is worth all that..we equate sucess with popularity and those on th epage 1 and three but take a look at whgo occupies this space ....the one who get it early in life are doomed as far as any normal lifestyle is considered ...britney spears case is all it take to think back...there is paris hilton also about whom the less said about the lil princess the better....there is charlotte church she is settled with her rugby boyfriend gavin but her episodes are well documeneted and now also the guy who plays harry potter no body has escaped the curse....but look at our country the young genius have remained blessed talk about sachin tendulkar, ches champion anand , sunidhi chavan in singing ,urmilla tabu in acting why do we as a culture succed .......a liitle more of culture is that all we have going for us or is it our attitute of saluting experience and no matter what the achievement there are always nay sayers who hold experience more important........i would luv to hear what sachin thinks...do his million fans also contribute to his flight to the top by not letting his success go to his head ........

cricket mania

what the hell is wrong with our generation? why are we such a cricket obsessed nation? i always wonder if tendulkar ganguly would not be around what would bengalis and marathas look at for state pride.....and to think that a billion people have only a game played by 11 that too not effectively to bring us together....i have nothing against the game but the obsession with it is what drives me mad....at any point of time switch on the tube and you have one of those 15 cricketers faces staring at you...from their kundalis to the colour of their underwear i really do not want to know this much about a game. .....it is a game let them play it and if they do not do well it is not life and death for the nation.....it is a game not my nation's pride at stake i value india a lot more than that and 11 players are hardly the martyrs i am looking for......