We watch, spell bound..! We consume the news....We panic...we shiver. We watch. We ask, concerned. We say, 'we're safe'. We grieve, we talk...we exclaim..! We make calls, we discuss...we feel the pain..!! We watch. We change channels, we go out. We eat, we look for updates. We watch. We read the newspaper, we google, we study...we laugh...! And, We Forget. We all watched in horror...the drama that has been unveiling in Mumbai since last night. We're all affected, we are all angry...sad and concerned. We worry for our safety and that of our loved one's. Tomorrow it will be history and like all the other things that we put up with and learn to live with, we will live with yesterday and today...!! We will change the channel that runs the same images again and again and turn the first couple of pages of the newspaper cause it contains what you already know through the TV. We will exclaim that its a terrible blow to the city and to the country's security. Some of us will question other's and question some more. The point is, we can turn the pages of the newspaper and change the channel....until...until...those people we see on TV are us or one amongst us. Until it is me, who doesnt come home after work...We'll wait until then..until then we can still catch that movie, we can still sleep. What is with this world? What's with us? Why are people doing this to each other? For what? What did those people die for? What did anyone acheive? What is it about? Money? Religion? Oil? What? What is the one thing out of all these that you'll take with you once you are gone..and dead? You dont even take yourself..? So then what is this struggle for? My God or your God? Ridiculous, isnt it? Cause the only thing that can exist in this situation is NO GOD. These may sound like rehtoric questions, but they are not. I am genuinely asking the reason. The exact reason. I want to know..i want to know - WHY?! Why did i die? For what purpose? And to what end? Give me an answer and then probably dying wont be so bad...! Then maybe i can bear that i couldn't complete the collage i was making for my mother's birthday, that i couldnt attend that party my friend was throwing, that i couldnt say sorry to my brother after a fight, that i didnt tell my husband that i loved him..that i couldnt go to my kid's open house! If only, i had a reason. What has made these young guys, posing as terrorists, so angry? Where is it coming from? Did the terrorists loose their loved one's, who were innocent? Is that why my brother/sister/wife/child/friend/uncle/neighbor had to die? Do they want to rule this world? Do they want us to tell them "you've been right all along", "we are moron's" "we are sorry your father died"....we'll say these things..we'll say...IF...if you can just please STOP this...carnage...! Bloody bloody carnage.
At times i feel like screaming...screaming for the world to stop..asking it to come to a standstill...to just quiet down and listen. Listen to themselves...take an eraser and wipe all the violence away. If only they can open their eyes and look around. And by this i dont mean just these terrorists..but politicians, who wrong others time and again for money, for power, for sheer politics...to industrialists, who control the markets, to every single person who puts himself before other's at any cost...the price of which, we pay. To the whole world - Let the winds be winds of change...let this be a heart warming experience..let us get on with our lives, catch that much awaited movie but never forget what touched our hearts todayBoy
Bob Dylan - Blowin in the wind.
How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
Yes, n how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, n how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before theyre forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin in the wind,
The answer is blowin in the wind.
How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, n how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, n how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin in the wind,
The answer is blowin in the wind.
How many years can a mountain exist
Before its washed to the sea?
Yes, n how many years can some people exist
Before theyre allowed to be free?
Yes, n how many times can a man turn his head,
Pretending he just doesnt see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin in the wind,
The answer is blowin in the wind
