Terrorist attack at The Taj Hotel, Oberoi, VT Station, Leopold Cafe, Cama Hospital & Nariman House-What am I feeling and thinking as a Mumbaikar?

There is enough being said and enough being printed and discussed about the recent terrorist attacks in Mumbai city.

I take pride in the fact that I am born and brought up in Mumbai. Have lived most of my life in Mumbai. I claim to my friends, relatives and Husband (who hails from Kolkatta) how well I know Mumbai- like the back of my hand.

True Blue Blood Mumbaikar is what my blog says.

But today I am sad and lost. My mind, thoughts and feelings are completely jumbled and empty. Like the needle of a compass, which has lost its magnetic north. Swinging in all directions. Aimlessly.

There is a numbness. There is no intensity left. Blasts, Riots, Bandhs and now the open firing......

Terrible sadness for lives lost, families disrupted, government and private property damaged, international criticism, loss of business, impact on economy....nothing seems to provoke a discussion. No public debates and tea table rounds of discussions.

Yes, a sense of gratitude for the known and unknown brave hearts. For saving lives and giving away their own.

Long talks by ministers, international support, rewards and awards......everything feels very false.

May god give strength to the family of those, who have lost their lives/ are wounded and hurt physically or emotionally.

Me Mumbaikar is down and under today. It seems like an herculean task to get the spirit of Mumbai back this time.

But fight back we will. Nothing or nobody can beak the spirit of Mumbai.

My realisation

When you walk the path of truth, it does not matter whether there are others walking with you. Because on this journey of truth, god is walking by your side, with you. You feel his presence. His presence gives you courage. It does not matter you are alone. Your strength comes from God.

But when you walk the path of lies, even if the entire world is with you; god is not with you. You miss his presence.

People who commit crimes, lie, kill or do wrong know this in their heart, that I am in it alone. God is not with me on this journey. It is a very lonely journey.

The only difference between choosing the path of truth or or the path of lies, is god's company.

Is Delhi Safe For Women?

The recent gruesome murder of a female journalist in Delhi in the wee hours of early morning is shocking. Once again Delhi is under the scanner.

"Is Delhi safe for women?". No it is not. But then it never was. I have lived all my life in Mumbai. The image of Delhi was always that of a city extremely unsafe for women. I grew up hearing that. And so as a Mumbaikar, I always had this bias against Delhi and particularly the men in Delhi. Could not bring myself to take up a job in Delhi or get married to a guy from Delhi. Simply because of its negative reputation as far as safety is concerned.

Delhi's bad track record goes much before Mrs Sheila Dixit started her tenure as the CM. Eve teasing, harassing women, killing for dowry, the Tandoor case, Jessica Lal Murder, Arushi murder and now this...all of it has happened in Delhi.

As a working women, as a resident of another sprawling Metropolitan (Mumbai), I am in agreement with Mrs. Sheila Dixit to a great extent. It is indeed being a bit too confident and adventurous; to be out alone in a car at 3.00 am in the morning. Be it Delhi, Be it Mumbai, Be it Kolkatta or Chennai. A female (more so alone) is always vulnerable. Any where in the world. And lets accept this. It is a fact. One is only safe till such a time that an incidence like does not happen.

It is not what Mrs Dixit chooses to say that decides the culture of a city. It is the people that make the culture of a city. Over the years I have visited Delhi for work and had an opportunity to stay for extended periods such a month or longer too. I found men in and around Delhi to be extremely rude to women, chauvinists, unruly, crude and vulgar. Being educated or well dressed has very little to do with this. Men in Delhi (again I am reiterating some class/sect) live in primitive ages as far as their treatment of women is concerned. Abusive language towards women, road rage and other such aggressive behaviors are largely displayed in public against women.

Few days back, a TV news carried the story of a pregnant women being beaten by her in-laws for dowry. Again in Delhi. Cruelty to women is a way of life in Delhi. Be it towards a strange women, a daughter, a wife or a mother. More so if you are a foreigner.

It is not Mrs Dixit who needs to apologise to media or any one else; it is the men of Delhi who must apologise to WOMEN. It is the men in Delhi who must come out in the open and protest against those of their gender. It is the men of Delhi who have to restore their credibility.

The channel where she was employed too shares the blame. For their careless attitude towards the safety of a female employee. They made her work late in the night; but shied away from the responsibility of providing safety and security. Knowing very well how unsafe it was to venture out in the night on the roads of Delhi. The news channel is cunningly diverting peoples attention from their own mistake and piling on to Mrs Sheila Dixit.

No city in the world is safe in the night. Be it London, New York or Manhattan. There are enough night crime in New York or London or any other large city in world. Not only against women, but men too get targeted and killed.

Unfortunately all the apologies in the world will not get their daughters back. Jessica or Arushi or Soumya. They are gone for ever. What happened was most unfortunate. It could have been very easily circumvented through proper safety and security measures.

May god give strength to the bereaved family.

Let us learn a lesson and move on. Let every event and incidence in the society not become a blame game.