In spite of growing up in a city that was plagued by communal riots I never really felt the effects of it or saw the horrors of it, let's just call it being fortunate enough to live in an area where the riots didn't cause the havoc they did in the main city. They were always stories you heard or saw in news.
Today terrorism has the same 'distant' effect but that I guess is because of luck or good chance. But today it struck a little closer home to shake me up a bit - I was reading where all the Delhi blasts occurred and one of the areas was the McDonald's and Prince Pan corner in GK market, where I happened to hang out numerous times while studying in Delhi. Just like how today there must have been a regular crowd of college students just out enjoying a weekend. Only I was lucky enough to be not one of them. But what about the ones that weren't? People like me, unaware and happy go lucky, just out with friends for a good weekend. It gives me goosebumps to think of it.
But that starts another train of thought....
Have we become so indifferent that only when something affects us directly do we realize the seriousness of it? And do we do anything about it except shake our heads and 'strongly condemn' such actions like our politician do? Will it take something worse than this to stir us out of our stupor? And more frighteningly, is it just a matter of time before that 'something worse' happens?
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