It is 26/11 tomorrow. This time last year Mumbai was under seige. Mumbaikars were living the kind of nightmare that one only imagines happens in action thrillers. But we had no John Rambo, or Arnold Schwarzenegger or Bruce Willis to take on the bad guys. We had police officers. Brave ones, who rushed to tackle the terrorists head on. We had a confused state machinery which did not know what hit them. We waited for the NSG to arrive. We stayed in our homes for three days, not knowing how long the seige would last. Or what would happen to the city. Or worse, if there were more to come. A handful of men held Mumbai hostage for three long days, and all we could do was headcounts and pray.
I began India Helps. All I wanted to do was reach out and help people who needed help. We did manage to do that.
What will I be doing tomorrow? I will be going about my daily routine. I will drop my child at school. I will go into office. I will work like I do everyday. And that to me is the best way I can deal with the anger…I havent broken. Mumbai hasnt broken. We will go on.