Together we stand...

A week after the Mumbai terror strikes, the shock hasn’t reduced in its intensity. There is nothing that hasn’t been said already about the attacks. Every one of us was in some way directly or indirectly affected by what happened during those 60 hours. We sat glued to our television screens, switching from one news channel to the next, wondering if any of them had an update.


What’s different this time around is that the people of our country have really had it. There’re protests held in every part of the country with the same banner – ‘enough is enough’. This isn’t another political game, serious action needs to be taken. Why was the prior warning neglected? Why was it that when the people expected L.K.Advani and Dr.Manmohan Singh to come together to visit the victims, they couldn’t? Though it seems trivial, to most it meant that the leaders of our country were putting aside their political differences to work for the country’s best interest. And yet, they couldn’t get themselves to comply to provide the people a sense of re-assurance.


Even with the Kerala CM making derogatory remarks towards Major Sandeep Unnikrishnan’s family just goes to prove how much politics is still a game to our leaders. Whether or not he was wrong not being present to offer condolence like the Karnataka CM, he should have had the humanity to understand what the family of a soldier who lost his life fighting for the nation must be going through. Saying it on television, then denying he said it and saying that the opposition twisted his statement... In how many ways can you twist ‘not even a dog would have gone there’ when there is a video of him saying it? Don’t tell me all the malayalis in India misinterpreted that statement!


Maybe it’s safe to say some action against terror will be taken this time around considering election time is approaching. Maybe Indian politics will get us somewhere after all.


All we can do right now is raise our voices and let them know that we are serious. We can write so more people read, protest so we get the message through. For most of us, that is the best we can do. No effort, however small is futile. And we owe that much to the lives of the soldiers and civilians lost during one the most tragic episodes the country has ever witnessed.

Comments

Harish said…
We write blogs. We see news channels and debate about sick politicians and the heroic act of the policemen and commandos. We condemn the policemen for not acting against the law-college mischief mongers (Chennai) and in a coupla weeks, we glorify the police. It somehow lands on the politicians, every problem we face today. And in turn on us, because we elect them. We never learn the lesson.

We do not make efforts but we only comment. We do not let a security guard conduct security checks on us, claiming our VIP status. Our baggage need not go thru the scanner at the airport if we know the CM's personal assistant's best friend.
We,Nams, are the ones at fault. We made the system and we are afraid of changing it.The terrorists are only reminding us of the fear we live in.
One thing, however, is that they killed only the people's bodies and not their spirit. The whole country's spirit is alive. Good. But is it strong enough to fight back?
Friday, December 05, 2008
Namrita said…
While yes, I do agree that most of the time we talk, and dont take action.. if we stopped talking about it all together, the rage will die down. And again it'll be cast aside like every other issue.
Saturday, December 06, 2008
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