Hyderabad Explodes

Another time, another place. Another set of those despicable things called bombs go off. Another set of innocent people are killed. Somebody's son, somebody's mother, somebody's father, somebody's daughter. I just called up a few colleagues and was satisfied after learning they were safe. Period. What about those who died? Those who lost their loved ones? So easy to talk about the spirit of India or Hyderabad or whatever when we have not lost anything personally. Will the spirit of India provide succour to the mother who lost her son? Will yet another ritualistic security 'review' help in bringing back the dead? Why do I feel that as a nation we are slowly losing our sense of security? Why are we being made pawns in this global game of terror? Why? What kind of battle is this where the perpetrators are faceless barbarians? What ideology justifies this? Who will answer these questions? The Government? Which is itself hanging by the proverbial thread? A soft state. That is what we have become. And the softer you get, the harder it hits. Often below the belt.