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  • Reading Kiki's story, I was reminded of the terrorist attacks
    in Mumbai in 2008. Why only Mumbai,it is happening all
    over the world.
    Why is this happening , this killing, this destruction?
    It is just not possible to imagine why it is happening.
    There is this very sad feeling- what is the world coming to?

    As I see all that is happening, I remember my college days
    in Mumbai. It was a very different world. A world of new
    experiences, after the days in school.
    I remember my first journey in the local train. My cousin had
    come with me the first day to show where I had to get in and
    get out. I wrote down all the names of the stations. The first
    few anxious days of traveling alone... watching the stations
    carefully... and going near the door just before my station.
    The early morning rush from home to station and
    catching the train, the few seconds that was necessary to get
    in,later getting down and walking to College.
    The sense of freedom of traveling alone in the trains....
    Just a few months were enough to adjust to the new life.
    Living in Mumbai changed my whole perspective of life.
    Life was so varied.
    I understood why people of Mumbai love the place. It has
    an attraction which is difficult to withstand. There are
    difficulties, there is a lot of poverty but still people never
    stop coming to Bombay. It is a land of opportunities.

    For book lovers like me ,the circulating libraries were
    a God sent gift. The charges per book were minimal.
    On the way back from college, I used to borrow a book,
    read it on the way to and from college and return it the
    next day. People used to read a lot in the trains, I must
    have read hundreds of books in those three years :)

    The train journey was a life in itself. So many people,
    busy in their own lives. Life went on. People had their
    problems but there was no fear of being unnecessarily
    killed in terrorist attacks.
    A different world altogether- an innocent world.

    All that has changed now- the attacks, the killings,
    the deaths of hundreds of people- as if Mother Earth
    is bleeding to death.
    What kind of world are we leaving for the future generations?
    Someone has said,
    “ We have not inherited this planet from our ancestors,
    we have borrowed it from our children ".
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