What do I write? I am stunned. Mumbai is stunned. Statistics are all over the news and on the net, and frankly, I’m incapable of talking numbers in the face of what I am feeling.
Mumbai, my beloved city is being bullied. There is no other word for it. A bunch of random outsiders have attacked it and its people for no apparent reason.
The first I heard of this was when my husband heard of a blast at Vile Parle about a 5 min walk from my parents place. Shocked, I called them up, and called friends and family in the area or near there to ensure that all was safe. I turned on the news to see what was going on, to realize that that blast was hardly news. The town area had been attacked by terrorists with guns and grenades.
The idea was so bizarre, that my first instinct was to dismiss it as some rumour. Who in the world would believe that armed people could just walk in and fire upon the crowd in a public railway station? We aren’t some war torn country for God’s sake!
Then news reports filtered in there was firing in other places. Two people dead, three, five, seven, eleven, sixteen……… the numbers just kept exploding, and I registered with horror that this wasn’t some minor couple of rounds being fired, but proper AK-47s and hand grenades and full on battle! I stayed awake late in the night to hear the “final count” and finally slept. I woke up and fired up the computer to find out what the end tally was to read in disbelief that it hadn’t ended.
Terrorists with guns and grenades had taken people hostage in 5-star hotels. Until then, some unconscious part of me was certain that the hotel firings would be the first to be “wrapped up”, since I associated fancy places with high security and stuff. Not so at all.
Then I read about the ATS chief and an “encounter specialist” being killed. It was hard to keep from feeling demoralized. Regardless of their names, it was their “roles” that finally brought home the gravity of this absurdly filmy sounding situation. You don’t have villains spraying bullets on crowds and two pillars of security of a city succumbing within hours of each other in real life. You don’t have two of the greatest monuments of the city under attack from some stupid gun-toting bullies in real life. You don’t see this seemingly inexhaustible supply of ammunition and seemingly untiring fighters outside films.
The situation is still on. It seems to be almost at its end with the Army having taken over, hostages rescued and the final moves due to begin any time. Yet it is still incredible.
What I found awesome here was the way the news channels rallied with the news, the support and morale of the people and the courage of the forces facing their duty.
What I didn’t like so much was that the politicians of our country seem to be far behind the folks when it comes to humanity and feeling for the fellow being. There was more passion in the newscaster’s voice than the president’s address. I heard decisions, but little concern. Deepak Chopra’s interview with CNN brought alive a thought where in a world with a fourth of the population being Muslims, how could we engage them to be with us in this struggle rather than alienate them and give birth to more trouble. Yet what did I hear from the people supposedly representing the best interests of this country? I heard about how the UPA could have done this that and the other. Frankly, I’m not interested in whose blame it is. I doubt if any party wanted this to happen, and I doubt if any party truly caring about the people could think of blaming their competition rather than standing strong in support of the citizens regardless of which party they supported.
In a time like this, we need dialogue, not blame. It would be more useful to come together to see how the city could be reassured and restored to normalcy, rather than blame different political parties or the ineffectiveness of intelligence or the police or the anti-terror squad.
Be realistic folks, intelligence is called intelligence and not omnipotence for a reason. What more loyalty can our protectors show than walking into the line of fire to do their jobs as they can? Nothing is infallible, including terrorists. It is our lack of faith in “our side” that adds to our insecurity. Yet, trust is sometimes a choice. In this moment of difficulty, we can choose to find someone to blame, or we can trust that everyone is doing the best we can and see how we can combine efforts for maximum impact.
For myself, I’m hoping for things I never thought I’d hope for. I’m hoping that these terrorist guys must be feeling sleepy of all this long and stressful time they have had. I’m hoping for some incompetence where they just goof up and manage to shoot themselves in the foot. I’m hoping that they use the cyanide capsules I’ve heard terrorists carry rather than blow up my favourite landmarks when they feel they can’t go on. Or better yet, that they finally get tired of the whole thing and surrender.