The Safest City: Mumbai 26/11 Terror Attacks
In 2008, the city that raised me became a battlefield. This is my story of Mumbai during the 26/11 terror attacks. Through the eyes of one of its citizens.
In 2008, the city that raised me became a battlefield. This is my story of Mumbai during the 26/11 terror attacks. Through the eyes of one of its citizens.
Mumbai’s first underground metro, Line 3 or the Aqua Line opened with a route from Aarey to BKC. I took a joyride to see my city change.
Religion met politics in a thunderclap of violence & my city burnt. It was never the same again. I was never the same again. Thank God.
Over three decades ago, an agnostic city called BOMBAY experienced the might of GOD. I was a child when religion met politics in a thunderclap of violence.
Read the story ‘Thank God‘ here.
Christmas is complex for me. It’s a journey through painful nostalgia, colonised history, the morality of forgivness & questioning where I really belong.
I took a train journey after over 5 years. It simultaneously felt like a new experience & an old pleasant ache that showed up. Is this what dissociation is?
On 26 Jul’05, Mumbai experienced unprecedented rain – the heaviest in 100 years. This is my story of survival. It is also a love story.
On 26 Jul’05, Mumbai experienced unprecedented rain – the heaviest in 100 years. This is my story of survival. It is also a love story. Read the post ‘Not An Easy City To Love‘ here.
Mumbai says welcome in many languages. There’s one place where you can taste them all. Vileparle says welcome home.