Slept to the scary lullaby of the Chennai Storm.
Woke up to the alarming wails of the Mumbai blasts.
- Innocent folks dying in anonymity, in abruptness, in silence, without a chance of seeing a loved one and with nothing but terror flash by their last moment of life.
- Brave armed forces walking into a hostage hall, knowing they may never come back; leaving behind loved ones and a heart yearning for just one more chance.
- Giving hearts that toil to clear-up the mess churned over and over by hate & terror; striving hard to heal the wounded, watching lives wither by.
- Sleepless eyes trying to bridge loved ones across oceans; being on call 24/7 just in case another needs help.
- A vengeful heart still roaming the city streets, waiting to strike when the good souls sleep...
Torn between hate and love is humanity!
If only - if only, love could conquer all...! IF Allah, Father and Vishnu could take form to save this warring world.
If such a miracle needs a sacrifice, let this be the very last, Oh, God - let this be the very last!
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