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Thursday, November 27, 2008
A sleepless night
I dont know. I really dont know.
I ve had sleepless nights over various matters... happy and sad reasons.... but this night.... am too disturbed.
All through the day were portraits of death and its toll. Mumbai, I weep with you.
I dont know what to say... I ve heard people saying too many things. But Mumbaikers, every Indian is with you. We share your pain at heart.
Mothers and Fathers who lost their kids, I am your kid, hereafter.
Kids who lost their father or mother, I am here for you.
None of these is good enough to make up your loss, but this is all I can do.
Army, MARCOS, MATS, NSG and whoever else in the battle for my life, I salute you.
Martyrs, Your commitment to duty.... I bow my head.
A lot still untold. Words cant express beyond a line.
India, I love you. My nation, My life.
I ve had sleepless nights over various matters... happy and sad reasons.... but this night.... am too disturbed.
All through the day were portraits of death and its toll. Mumbai, I weep with you.
I dont know what to say... I ve heard people saying too many things. But Mumbaikers, every Indian is with you. We share your pain at heart.
Mothers and Fathers who lost their kids, I am your kid, hereafter.
Kids who lost their father or mother, I am here for you.
None of these is good enough to make up your loss, but this is all I can do.
Army, MARCOS, MATS, NSG and whoever else in the battle for my life, I salute you.
Martyrs, Your commitment to duty.... I bow my head.
A lot still untold. Words cant express beyond a line.
India, I love you. My nation, My life.
posted by Traveller at 10:29 AM
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