November 28, 2009

Death be not proud: 26/11 in the aftermath


The year 2008 left the country aghast with one after the other terror attacks. But we live with a spirit to move on and live the life again. There were so many people dead and some things would never rebound back into their life again…….

It has been a year now and life and Mumbai has also moved on. But this time now…..time will have to be really long to heal those wounds. I am neither celebrating anniversary nor am I paying homage to the people who lost their lives in the 26/11 terror rampage. It is just some sort of indignation for the dastardly attack that rampaged such a huge city in just one night that compelled me to write this down. Everything was caught unawares of and it was just so unbelievable to see things happening and people dying on television. I never wanted to dig deeper to know what the real story was as they tend to reinstill your disbelief in system, destiny, humanity and even God. Few days ago, while browsing, I happened to see the pictures of slained ATS chief Karkare. He was hit in the head and dead on the street. He was left unattended for almost an hour. The pictures took me to videos and videos took me to more stories and research into it. The news pieces, the videos on youtube, different stories …..I caught hold of everything within my periphery just to see how flagrantly heinous an act of human race could have been. It would literally be impossible to get rid of those images. They have found a permanent impression on my memory and has shaken me deeply from inside. I saw the live videos of Hemant Karkare getting ready, Salaskar and Kamte drivng their way towards Cama Hospital when they were reported about the two terrorist heading there. They literally died making desperate incessant calls to the police control room for help and for military assistance which went unanswered. How is that possible at all??? The three top chief of different wings of police kept directing the troops to a particular location and they could not follow the lead for good one hour. This seemed impossible to me. All I can think of is if they would have responded to sos, terrorists would have been nabbed there only and these people would not have died. Such a breach in the functionality of the system is unpardonable. It is such a pity and it is just so tormenting when this thought crosses your mind and you say……. hadn’t it been for this mistake, things in so many lives would have been different.

Few weeks ago, there was a story on the front page of TOI about what the GM of Taj, Karambir had been through that night. He lost his entire family and in the midst of firing and blasts, their bodies were found charred beyond recognition. He decided to move on as he had no other option but to move on with life. There were so many people for whom the world came crashing down that night. This is the story of every man who lost his loved one in the terror attack.

South Mumbai is the heartbeat of the city. If you take a walk by the city lanes, you would see life sprawling and the density of people in the subway or while crossing the road or in the local trains would really amaze you. I have not seen so many people at one place except for Mumbai and the CST station is the most crowded station I have ever been to. When you get off a train here, you will really have to find a way through the crowd out of the station. There is a picture of CST after the attack… the place is empty…no signs of life ……and the blood stained floor. That picture would never sink in my heart. Every time I get down on the CST station and I see people around which is the usual sight there…….I am reminded of that unusual night….and all the while I m walking out of the station…..I can think of nothing except for relating to the spots and the pictures I m talking about. The Leopold cafĂ©…where I have been to so many times with my friends….. the grenade hole is still there and is exactly beneath the table where we usually sit……….My heart sinks with a thud…..I cant really tell how my mind works then……it is really difficult to make myself believe all this really happened one night. For me nothing has really changed…..Mumbai is still the same and the streets I walk down to will remain the same for next 100 years to come.

No justice so far……the trial of Kasab in abeyance….no answers to so many questions…..I was neither a victim nor a witness to the attack and when it affected me like this…. I don’t really wish to fathom how it makes them really feel. Though such conundrum of life would remain unanswered for me…….now there is more to Mumbai that would inspire me and million others…..the undaunting spirit and its people who make it so…….

Salaam Mumbai!!!

1 comment:

Vishwesh Deshmukh said...

Life continues...that's a fact...this one is masked under the so called spirit of Mumbai..
The same city which has been attracting and absorbing anti national elements to reside in Behrampada, charkop, mumbra, etc... excellent cover for deobandis & islamic fanatics. The common mumbaikar must wake up and sanitize the vicinity. People in uniform are just mere meat shields...there is more to these attacks...which a citizen denies to understand...