Enough is enough

There is breaking news on every news channel...Mumbai siege ends. Is it really so? Some terrorists have been gunned down..alright. But what about hundreds of families who have lost their loved ones? What about the survivors who have seen death closely? What about the sentiments of lakhs of Indians that have been slaughtered ruthlessly? The fact of the matter is that we have got accustomed to such terror attacks. Today its Mumbai, tomorrow some other place. We sit glued to our T.V for couple of days, read every bit of the story and keep ourselves updated. We thank god for keeping us and our loved ones safe...and come to terms with the reality resuming our normal life pretty soon. This is what has gained us a new adjective: 'resilient'. It is good to show resilience, but of late it has been taken for granted, not alone by the terrorists but also by our very own political parties who are supposedly elected to safeguard us. The question arises here is..how is the common man supposed to react? If we introspect a bit, we shall get the answer.
Be it 1993 serial blasts or the recent train blasts, terrorism has become a part of our lives, how much ever we try to deny, atleast till we have some strong terror-laws in place . So we must not forget that we cant get lucky everytime such a disaster happens. Life today, is unpredictable. But I cant allow just anyone to decide my fate or the fate of my fellow innocent countrymen. And I think here the exemplary showcase of bravery and determination of our NSG commandos, hotel staff and the cops is worth a many many salutes.
Till recently I was afraid; of terror-strikes, disasters, and death. A mere sight of an ghastly act or its aftermath used to send a chill down my spine. But I have had enough of it, and I am tired now; of being weak, scared and helpless. And this exactly has helped me evolve as a fearless person from within. Death is inevitable. So if our politicians are unable to secure us thats our sheer bad luck. Its our bad-luck because, in this age and time we dont see any political party that is fit to safeguard our interests. And we are weary of asking questions.
So there is one option left.... lets die like a true martyr..
I have made a promise to myself...the next time I happen to visit any of my favourite mall, restaurant, or simply travelling back home and god-forbid I am not as fortunate, I shall give a tough fight.....because..... enough is enough.

My magical hat

Today didnt seem like just another day when it started. I got up at my usual time, all the daily chores followed. But something was amiss. I thought it was lack of sleep the previous night that made me feel so pale and tired. I was dragging myself around the house; my mind,blank and head, heavy.
Nothing can help you better at such times than a 'kadak chai'. Decided to sip on my fav hot drink as I opened today's edition of Bangalore Times. After having a look at the horoscope and some filmy gossips, I slowly turned the page. What drew my attention was:

• Something brewing behind your back?? Here are some tips to tackle the situation.
• Improve your relationships, we tell you how. And couple of related articles.

An entire page devoted to ' Relationships'.
Under normal circumstances I would have just turned the page or laughed at the fact that how lately newspapers have started banking on troublesome relationships and offering solutions to silly minds who follow the so called 'tips' in an attempt to set it (relationship) right!!
But to my surprise, I didnt do any of these.
I was awake last night trying to figure out what must have gone wrong in my best friends relationship. I have known her as an extremely bubbly, chirpy, enthusiastic person, totally in love with life. Besides having a loving family, wonderful set of friends around, she has to her credit a perfect degree, a perfect job, and a perfect looking relationship. What else would anyone desire for??
But from whatever conversation I had with her yesterday, I sensed that she was in pain. Totally disappointed, disheartened. Her relationship was in trouble. There were disagreements, fights on trivial issues and much more. The outcome was: A sudden dip in her self-confidence, nothing but negativity and pessicism surrounding her. She had started thinking of herself as a loser. I became restless.
I put on my thinking hat and tried to place myself in her shoes.

" A shoe-bite doesnt always mean those shoes are mis-fit; it means its time for you to change the way you walk"
Never associate your joy or sorrow to others' behaviour.
Seek happiness within.
The degree to which you get affected by others should be something only you can decide.
Take some time for introspection. It will help you find the best of solutions, ever.

I put the paper aside and picked up my cell to call her. After a detailed discussion, we agreed to meet this evening. She's gonna enrol herself into a music institute, for music has been her greatest passion.

As I sign off, I sip on my 'cold' tea that tastes so good today. Thanks to my Thinking Hat.