Ann's Abode

Terror attacks in the city have been numbing more than anything. Nobody expected them to strike so soon.

One is safe nowhere, neither in the trains nor in the five star hotels. Before I feel ready to go to work, I will have to face a chilling truth and admit to myself that my life might not end the way I want it to.

I don’t want people to believe that they are avenging some injustice by causing more harm. I feel like addressing the terrorists, counseling them and most importantly listening to them and their grievances.

I think they just want to be heard and understood. Their attacks are more like kids’ tantrums to get his mothers’ attention than anything else.

In our search for a sophisticated motive, we overlook the ones that come naturally to us.

Though i don't know how such completely brainwashed minds can be shown the light of day, it still looks better to me than war which seems to be in the offing, what with all proof pointing only one way.