Mumbai - Continues to Burn

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!.

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