Lifeofhues had long ago tagged me to light a candle as a silent protest against terror. I do.
Blasts have rocked almost every corner of the country: Delhi, Meerut, Ahmedabad, Imphal, Malegaon, Guwahati, Jaipur, Hyderabad, Bengaluru. Here is choronolgy of recent blasts in India.
A day after Mehrauli blasts, where two men on bike dropped bombs, my folks were plagued with terror. In a similar modus operandi, two guys on the bike slowed down in front of my house. The guy on the pillion sropped the bag at the my doorstep. In a clockwork motion, the bike sped away as soon as the bag was dropped. Our home is situated in a three-sided open corner in a colony, that too in front of a famous Sai Baba temple. Women in my colony, with their habit to hang out, spotted the ‘bag-dropping-act’ instantly. Fear and panic prevailed. There was noone at my house. I received my neighbour’s call on my cellphone.
Police was summoned. Fortunately, a police post is just few feet away. People all thronged outside their houses. Police cordoned off the area where bag was dropped. The front of our doorstep. Bomb squad was called, the bag was opened in midst of huge crowd that had assembled. The bag was full of schoolbooks!
Perhaps those too immature boys, who dropped the bag, were the part of the crowd to watch the spectacle their act had caused. Foolish guys, they were who caused unnecessary panic in midst of panic-ridden days. I wish I could find them and whack them for causing trouble to innocent folks. As a protest to panic, I light the candle for peace. I light the candle for active vigilance. I light the candle for citizen activism.
If you two guys, who threw that bag, happen to read this, please know that I bear no ill-will to you. But I am saddened that the youth like you who could cheer the children and adults alike, when a unsually quiet Diwali was nearing, chose to create panic for a mere puerile fun. I am sad that you could not be sensitive to already sombre mood of the city due to blasts, stock market crash and pink slips. I am glad that these things do not impact you immediately now, but I am sad that in face of cold melancholy, you could not learn to impart happiness and peace. You are the youth, the future of the nation. I am sad that we can not even console ourselves with blind faith and optimism that the future is in good hands.
But I am not disheartened, and I am not a pessimist. I hope that you learn your lesson without any untoward incident. I hope that, we, on our part, can live in the world with an example the youth of today can follow.
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