The Trivial Bombs in Mumbai

Yes...I know...Trivial is not a word to use for this 26/11 Mumbai attack. Neither to use with bombs at all.

But you know, Trivial is really the perfect word.

Of very little importance or value; insignificant

It's trivial as these bomb blasts will be just like them. These meticulous bombs that we have will generate lot of interest, lot of speculation, people will talk about it a lot, marvel about the brains of the terrorist and at the end of the day, just forget about it. Who cares if the death toll will rise to 125 or 200...? In another 2 months life will be the same.

Another bomb blast. This is just disgusting and appalling. As soon as I turned on the TV pictures and reports of the Taj and Oberoi started flashing with various news channels trying to favour the TRPs towards themselves. Even Barkha Dutt asked complete "Aaj tak" questions.

And I think "not again!"...

I feel so bugged and embarrassed that this is happening yet again. I mean 1 blast per year is ok as the times are bad and the defence helpless but so many blasts one after another is just plain appalling.

How much more will we be able to stand 'united'? People in Mumbai are going through a financial crisis and hating all non residential, how we are supposed to be fight this together.

And I am a 100 % sure that after 3-4 weeks life in Mumbai will return back to normal. People will start lazing from their jobs and would be feeling normal again. After the usual press conference and "never again" motto and ideology so poorly backed up with plans, the ministers and security will yet again be opening doors to danger.

I am telling you all, if you are thinking that "this is it!! I am done with this. No more war and terrorist attacks." I hate to break it to you but this is so gonna happen yet all over again.

And all you people talking big words about democracy, law and order, bribes do you actually thing that from now on you will not take a bribe. Or give one. Or be a responsible citizen. NO. I guarantee after 2 months you all would have forgotten this as 'yet another blast', with your 'nothing I can do attitude'.

BTW – all the tom dick and harry bloggers who post messages with determination to eradicate these sort of attacks and pledging to never let this happen again, don't. Posting such 'rebellious against the system' messages will not help. It never does. Ever. At least not in India.

'bout me...

Hello everyone!
This message is just about an hour after my first blog post ever. I am just so excited about my new blog!!! I hope one day I will be able to have lots and lots of readership. I know, I am hoping too much but one day I wish I could write something on this blog and it reaches to a million audiences. Ah, that would be good.

Right, about me...
I am a 17 year old boy holding an Indian passport. Yes, I know what you are thinking..." Why doesn't the guy just say that he's Indian?" I could say it, but would I mean it?
No really! I am Indian. True. But somehow I don't really feel Indian. Don't get me wrong its not that I am not patriotic. It's just...too confusing to explain...
I have however lived all my life in Kuwait situated in the Middle East. I have 2 sisters and I love both of them with all my heart. I feel blessed sometimes that I have these two sisters. How ever it's a different story as to how the perceive me.
That's really it. Could just stop and stay mum and say that's my life in a nutshell. Or I could take you through my diary (blog) and show you how my life actually is.
I prefer the second.

The start of a journey...

Amen.
I really don't know why but I feel all things should start with an auspicious word, passage etc.
Be it a hymn or a chant, it just somehow feels alright.
OK, about my blog, it is partly for selfish reasons.
I need a place to tell everyone something, to be more that a fish in the pond. I may be small, but if caught I can still fill up a person's stomach.
Enough philosophy!!
Before you discard this blog an s just another 'wannabe' blog, be warned its not.
It's about my life. My life may be completely painted by another hue from yours, but it still comes from the same paint shop.
My advice: read this once a week from now on (even everyday!) and embark on this journey of mine with me an s your companion.
Amen.