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you forgot to say..
“we think”
“we feel”
“we forgive”
“we move on”
“we let go”
i was in mumbai at that time. the next morning at 7, i travelled through all the stations which were bombed. what struck me was the complete eradication of evidence. nothing could be seen that could incite anyone. no anger. no hatred. no digust. no life. under the surface was an unknown fear. and that was not strong enough to stop them from walking the roads again. is that good or bad?
We get taken for granted…
and we get blocked!!
and….we blog!
Migh as well booze…celebrate the spirit of Mumbaikars.
Cheers,
SK
We booze!
Good to know u r safe!
Smithy … nice to know that u r fine. Hope the same for ur family & friends. Take care.
Damn !!! We do too many things..
😉
..Me
we love
Good to know you are safe…TC!
we suffer…
we lose…
we die.
and
We dont “kill” those bast****
We let them go
– felt gd to knw ur fine.