It seemed like any other day in the morning. Little did we realize that this was “A WEDNESDAY’ in the lives of Mumbaiites and the world that we will never forget for a long long time and the nightmare continued for 3 days more.
Marine drive being my favorite spot, we went that day to the queen’s necklace and were seated opposite the Oberoi-Trident for almost 1 hour 30 min listening to songs on our MP3 Player. It was 9.30 pm when we decided to leave. My friend wanted to listen to a couple of songs more, but I insisted that lets get back home. Now we know that one more song would have made all the difference.
Ironically, we passed through almost all the places where the terrorists struck – Oberoi, CST station, Vadi Bunder. It was only when we returned home and saw the news that the mixed feelings of terror and relief engulfed us. As much as we thanked our stars, we grieved for all those innocent lives that were lost in this inhuman massacre.
Everyone boasts about the spirit of Mumbai. But on my way to office, when I saw the grim, scared and sullen faces of all the office –goers, I told myself that things may never be the same again in Mumbai.
