The spirit of Mumbai...

My life seems to be eventful as always. Just when I decide to call it quits at my job and take a short five day break before I am suppose to join my new job, the worst terror attack in the history of Mumbai happens.

I was holed up in my flat for three full days, feeling frustrated, angry and lost. The only relief was that I did not have a television at home and hence was saved from the mental agony of watching the gory pictures and the mindless reporting that consumed the minds of so many of my friends. As for all those who had a television at home, the un-ending sequence of events (gun shots, blasts, hostage situation) made the entire experience so full of anxietry that many of them spend the entire weekend brooding over it.

Its ironic that at times like this the major public broadcast mediums (TV & Radio) decide to supress these human emotions even furthur. All of them go over the top talking about the spirit of Mumbai, barely realising that the already stressed out common man of Mumbai, at testing times like thses instead of hiding behind the facade of bravado needs a vent.

I strongly believe that at times like these its ok to express and to acknowledge the emotions that play in ones mind. I for one felt sad, vulnerable, angry, victimised, frustrated and insecure. And I am not afraid to acknowledge, vent and get these feelings out of system.

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