72 Hours of Horror, 195 lives and still counting..

It has been the most dreadful 72 hours of my life. No, I wasn't an eye witness to the event but I was glued to my television set uninterrupted. As I watched the event unfold, I was initially shocked and later numbed by the gory news that came in every passing minute. Today, 3 days later, the crisis has ended, thanks to the sacrifice of the brave men who have laid down their lives in the line of duty. It is because of them, I am able to write this blog sitting at the confines of my home. What else, can I do as an ordinary citizen? My heart burns out seeing the way our soldiers brave it out. Being an Indian first and then a Mumbaikar, I have known the city in and out. We have witnessed many terrorist attacks, but this time around it was different. Yet, there was no letting down as the politicians continued their divisive political histrionics over the event. There is anger and frustration over the way innocent lives were lost . To me, I never felt so helpless before. Sitting at home and watching the news pour in all the major news channels, I could only pray for them. I hope and I hope that atleast this time around some concrete actions are taken to secure the lives of the innocent countrymen. Enough of verbal rhetoric, and enough of the symbolic resilience. Its time for accountability and commitment from everyone. My prayers to all those who helped save the lives of the people. They are the real heroes.