Posted By devangana - das On Mar 5, 2010

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Terrorism,

What to do? The terrorist's show time and again that they will not and cannot be stopped at any cost.
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Posted By devangana - das On Mar 5, 2010

Categories:

Terrorism,

                                                         HORROR OF THE PUNE “BOOM”

                                         

The recent Pune attacks have left the country once again in tears, mourning for the death of more of its children killed for no crime of theirs. Some are filled with agitation at the bombers, some with a sense of pity for the lost ones but the events have given birth to an unknown feeling of dread in me. It has just made me realize that no place is safe from the horrors of terrorism. Going to crowded market places seems life threatening. Busy airports and railway stations are even more terrifying. The security seems lax and any unguarded spots produce some weird, unexplainable fear in me. Any inappropriately dressed shady person is noted with an eye of suspicion. Black bags seem like a death noose and I deliberately want to stay away from any person carrying them. My night mares have suddenly gone up too and any loud sound raises my goosebumps. When I go out alone I just do the needful and return back as soon as possible. What if, I go out to have fun and get killed as those innocent siblings-Ankik and Anindyee, who had gone to celebrate with friends at German bakery on the fated night. Did they commit some huge crime for which they had to be punished in this dreadful manner?

What to do? The terrorist’s show time and again that they will not and cannot be stopped at any cost. Never trust the peace continuing in the country at any time. A blast, an attack, hideous killings will be waiting for you just round the corner. Killing people for them is like a child winning in a game of tug of war. The pleasure that a child achieves at that moment, seeing its opponent licking the ground, is a microscopic version of the terrorist's. It is not even a simple sadistic pleasure, it is much more complicated. It is a malicious feel, it makes them think of themselves at par with God. They have the power to take lives and make people fear them as they might fear the Almighty.

I now hesitate to open the newspaper every morning lest there be a report of some more blood bath.  The death toll of the Pune blasts rises each day. As Pune is largely an academic place, most of the victims are students, below the age of 25. There are kids from Lucknow and even Delhi who have succumbed to injuries procured in the blast. Why did the assailants target Pune-which is not any great political place? What did they gain killing the poor young students? Did they want to pass some particular message across India? These are some of the many questions racing through every Indian's mind right now. What is the need of the hour? Is it enough to blame the government every time as we slowly become inured to the rising terror attacks? Will it ever stop or will the terrorists wipe out our entire country? These may be very pessimistic thoughts but nowadays I can seldom stop them from entering my mind. The attacks makes one feel helpless, like an impaired being. You know the ailment but can do nothing about it. I shiver when I think of any other dreadful plans that the terrorists might have in the future. No one knows the secret of keeping them away; they CANNOT be kept away. 

The sound of the Pune blast echoes in my mind. It worries me, bothers me, keeps jamming my thoughts. I try to suppress it but it resurfaces back, pestering me. Do something, I pray to God, help me get the noise clear but so loud is the jarring sound  inside that I am unable to hear even one word of His in peace.