Booscuthalaa - Untying the Knots

As I type this entry, Mumbaikars are filled with trauma. This has been the nth terror strike on this city and it just doesn't seem like these attacks would stop anytime soon. Today, the fear has spread to all cities in India. Every city in the country has proven vulnerable to such attacks. I personally feel that nothing but their own realization can stop these people from these indiscriminate attacks on the lives of innocent civilians. 26th Nov. 2008 has unmistakably turned out to be another Black Wednesday for Mumbai, or should I say for humanity!.

I vividly remember those days back at Vikaasa in Madurai, when I was asked to write a composition on Rainy Day. I used to be really bad at writing essays then, in Class 4 and 5. Somehow, I could not get myself to be as creative or imaginative as Mrs.Menon expected me to be. One very popular topic used to be Rainy Day. What do you do on a rainy day?... Let me think about all those rainy days I've been through so far. At Madurai, the year we moved into our newly built house, it rained cats and dogs and the entire locality was flooded. Obviously, power cuts ruled! Nothing to do, .. it would be me, my sister and my grandpa, playing a game of cards and enjoying the deadly silence around! However, i dont think I always enjoyed the rain. Power cuts annoyed me big time and somehow, wherever I've been, the EB guys dont seem to like me. Even later in my life, when I moved to Bangalore to work, there would be floor-sensitive and house-sensitive power cuts! Really gets on my nerves at time