Friday, November 28, 2008

I mourn...

I mourn…

The death of all those innocents caught in the crossfire of a mindless terror war. Because in the final analysis, politicians will have their say and innocents will lose their lives.


I mourn…

The death of values that we hold dear. Values like trust and hope. And with the way things are, there’s just despair all around, they are not coming back to us in a hurry.


I mourn…


The death of our sense of freedom. While our fatalistic sense tells us that nothing is certain, fear is now taken to another level with the knowledge that it’s very easy for terrorists to enter and take siege of our beloved city

I mourn…

The fact that the ones who we can depend on the most, the ones who are prepared to lay down their lives to protect us, the ones who have reinstated our faith in the system are the ones who have gone into combat, in the frontline, virtually unprotected.

I mourn…


The fact that the ones we would lay our implicit trust in, are the ones we have lost.


I mourn…

The short term memory of the people. Because the family of those who laid down their lives are soon going to go into oblivion after 10 days of intensive melodramatic coverage and interviews by the media.

I mourn…


The vilification and mindless destruction like the Taj Hotel. Because the Taj Mahal Hotel represents to a Mumbaikar an iconic symbol of Mumbai as closely linked as the Taj Mahal itself is the symbol of India My heart aches at the rape of the Grand Old Lady. Because every flame destroys our pride in our city, our spirit and our self-respect, every thing that the Taj Hotel represents for us.


I mourn…

The silence of those who vociferously proclaimed war against another community and proclaimed they would wipe them out. Why can’t the same spirit be used to wipe out terror? And where are these voices now? Where is that warrior spirit today?

I mourn…

The resilient spirit of Mumbai. Because no longer is it resilience, no longer is it tolerance, it’s almost ‘doormat’ behaviour and we are being taken for granted because of that.

And I would willingly mourn


The death of this Mumbai spirit we are so famous for, because it is time that we stopped being tolerant and rose in anger against one common enemy, terror. And there can be no holds barred in this war, no resilience, no tolerance, just war.

I mourn.

4 comments:

Nileema said...

"Turning the other cheek" is great- Only it does'nt apply here.Our mantra should be "an eye for an eye and tooth for a tooth" and in this case - much,much more.

Ypsilon said...

You're so right. The time to talk is over.

Mukul said...

I think that time has come for everyone to consider if it is worth getting punched everyday or standing up to give a knock-out. Every citizen must be trained and volunteer for such enemies of the country.

Manoj said...

Just like a deer that mourns for it's babe killed by a fierce cat, but never will unite the tribe and attack the same fierce cat; such are we, coz we only see what happens and not why. Or what is the real truth. What will you fight when you cannot defend yourself from ANY enemy. Let's do that first so the mourning will only be on the other side.