Though it is going to be almost six months since the terrorist attack in Mumbai, the gory memory doesnt leave my mind...And today in spite of being a happy mother of two, 26th signifies sadness for me...NOvember 26th at that is maddening...My tribute to a
WHEN MEMORIES GET TOUGH......
As the day dawned and the noon progressed
I was carrying on with the task wasnt really distressed
Switched on the television on a Satuday evening
Never did I thought I would get such a mental dressing.
Blasts here, blasts there, blasts blasts everywhere
First Mumbai, then Gujarat, and now Delhi did they dare
Blood splattered scenes have become the order of the day
We've got immune to violence as they always say.
Innocent eyes, tearful gestures, broken limbs do we see
Where are those flowers, and beauty where are we happy?
Of kids lost and parents dead of kith and kin crying
Friendship, relationship all emotions go flying...
World has come to a state where we see blasts instead of a hullo
Roads have become witness a witness of death more than they show
Let's all join together let's pray for those souls who were sacrificed
If not do anything about it...let's have a troubled society resized..??
Bombs burst, children cry , women search their husbands who are lost
World let's help the society by at least trying to empathise the situation that has caused
I can only write and can only feel, apart from going out to help relieve the stress
Guys, for the first time while writing I feel ashamed my writing is just being useless.