My family friends at the Trident/Taj/Oberoi


Alongside my bhabhi (maternal cousin brother's wife) Jyoti Nanik and myself immediately after she was rescued from the Trident where she was in a room with her daughter for 2 stressful nights...but does she not look calm? It is because of the amount of meditation that she does and the faith that she has! She survived, 'food wise' on badaams that I had sent her for Diwali and biscuits her husband had got for her...Goes to say that one must accept with gratitude whatever gifts comes ones way...the Universe has it all planned out when it will be handy!

My son's inlaws were having dinner but were rescued before the major drama began...

My other bhabhi (paternal cousin brother's wife) Reshma Sanju Khiani was rescued...She had tremendous presence of mind...She kept shouting for help, though she was injured by sharpnels until she was rescued from the Oberoi...She had to undergo surgery, but is now stable...

My children's 2 couple friends succumbed and gave their life leaving young children and aged parents behind...My heart and prayers go out to them.

I am angry, and hurting, but shall be using that energy to pray for the departed and those left behind...then I shall help/lead a constructive campaign that halts such heinous senseless crimes!





11.45 am Thursday
Pls read on...hv updated answers to Qs...

I have lived in Mumbai for most part of my life...Experiencing the ongoing drama that is holding the whole of Bombay hostage! My heart cries...It is time that we all convert to becoming humans...to the religion of humanity....because these acts prove otherwise...Oh God! be with the people who are going through this trauma...held hostage through no fault of theirs...

Rajat writes:It is terrible what's happening in Mumbai but the cynic in me often thinks being human is our problem, not our solution. What do you think shacune?

3:51 PM
I think that the real human is buried deep deep under the mask that human are wearing...I also think that people wanting peace far outnumber the terrorists and people who want destruction...Time has come for 'good people' and peace loving individuals to unite...I am involved in Interfaith Dialogue ...but that is also too slow...We need numbers now...
Look up my website:
www.dalsabzi.com

Rajat writes:
yes, you are right, it is time we unite and got the message out..

But then again, can these humans who have such disregard for human life be reasoned with?

We're all sane here, how far gone would someone have to be to take an innocent life... Do you think spreading the word and talking logic to these kinda people will ever work – in this world, a peaceful resolution will never occur...

Shacune replies:
One does not talk to 'humans who have no regard for life' One unites with people who think alike...think peace...makes authorities accountable...Gandhi could do it...He was angry. He harnessed that anger into a constructive action...He believed an eye for an eye will make the world blind...I agree! evil unites...why cant good people? Martin Luther King's dream was fulfilled...Why will not ours? But we have to make a start...

Politicians trying to dis-unite us through caste, creed...?
Good people need to unite...wd we have been safe if only Marathi Maanoos lived in Mumbai and no help would have arrived in the form of Army NSG commandos?

Question:
Thank you for answering my questions. You said, "Good people need to unite..."

Problem is the definition of good. US is good for some terrible for others. India is good for some, bad for others.

Answer:
You are right...and right and wrong definition would take hours of philosophic discussion...but in this context 'good' is to connect for a positive purpose...for peace in a constructive manner...even though this 'action' displeases many...and to have the right intentions is 'good' according to our scriptures...Such 'good' is never 'bad' no matter the consequences...

...In the Bombay Times today...Friday
...This time, it seems, the police was not destined to win without suffering its own losses. The unrest of the world has irreversibly come home to us. And perhaps for the first time in Mumbai’s life, this is for real. This is not a sick mind planting RDX under seats in the trains, in cabs and bikes parked at public areas and places of worship, or a suicide attack against Parliament or a consulate. This is just two handsful of terrorists telling Mumbai they can rip the heart out of the city, tear its social fabric to pieces, and they’ll do it close to the police headquarters, next door to the state government’s offices, the assembly, go figure your security. It’s scary. Perhaps more so than Friday, March 12, 1993. But death is death, whether it comes Friday or Wednesday.