They say the perpetrators of the Mumbai attacks are young men between the ages 20 to 25.
My brother will turn 21 day after tomorrow.
Whose kid brothers are out there, taking people hostage? Killing indiscriminately?
I don’t know…everyone I’ve talked to is trying to turn this into a conspiracy theory; whereas I keep imagining Hani (my brother) in his ‘Calvin and Hobbes’ T shirt firing an AK 47 into a crowd. My little brother.
My brother’s a baby. He looks at least 25 but he still can’t mix his food properly- he has my mother do it for him. He watches anime 24/7 and can’t tell if it’s time to flip an omelet when one side is cooked. He laughs at slapstick; and thinks a parrot flying into a fan is hilarious, but gets blubbery when people are leaving at the airport- literally cries. He didn’t get over ‘The land before time’ for days, and he was in 5th grade! I remember making so much fun of him. Oh, and he won’t let me drive.
Wese, I’m sure he’s strong enough to pick up an AK 47.
Question is, is he the sort to fire it?
What sort of person do you have to be to kill somebody else?
Once again, I can’t help wondering, whose brothers and sons are out there?
I guess we’ll find out when this ends, and it will end. Like Beslan did. Like Lal masjid did. Blood and more mayhem.
What will happen when those bodies come back home?
PS- A year later Bollywood will turn this into a movie, and scoop up millions of rupees from people dying to see Jon Abraham in a skin tight t shirt, carrying a rifle and saying ‘Allah u Akbar’ while blasting off a gora’s head, and Hrithik as the captain on the National Security Gaurds out to save India from anything from terrorist attacks to nuclear warfare. Priyanka Chopra will play the receptionist at the Oberoi that either, or both are in love with. And all of this, will mean nothing.
Maybe after five years, it might- just might– even become funny.
You have to give credit to mankind’s ability to forget and move on.