Mr Vee steps out of his office and heads to the nearest Donut Baker; he grabs two honey dipped donuts and gets them packed in a paper bag (and not a plastic one at that). He is intent on walking five kilometers to the place he is temporarily put-up at; for now he is a ‘rove’.
As he rounds a certain curve on the main road he dips his hand into the paper bag, fishes out donut number one and bites off a heavy chunk; the stuff melting into his mouth in no time. As the sugar pumps into his blood, he crosses a large metal garbage bin and trembles at its sight. How can he be sure that the bin is innocuous; that it does not house an improvised ‘timed’ explosive. In these ‘Interesting Times’ he cannot be.
Mr Vee and many others like him had their lives ‘shaken’, when low intensity serial blasts went off in Bangalore to the tune of terrorist elements. And his countrymen are facing a tirade of bombs and hate. What followed in Ahmedabad and Surat has made a long story even longer and deadlier.
There is more to this story that I have been weaving around Mr.Vee. If I should cap it in three lines, here is how it would go. ‘Madivala’ is one of the doors to Bangalore, a bus boarding/alighting point for passengers to/from Tamil Nadu and Kerala. If a bomb explodes right at your exit door, your passage seems unsure, threatened, unsafe, aimed at and targeted. It reads, “You better be forewarned!”.
rain douses fear; and angst. Bangalore – 25/7/08
Rain affects a bombed city’s morale. Rain dulls her; but along with it douses the fear and washes away the panic and angst. But hate is a different thing. The rain turns the flames of hatred into a conflagration; gives her a face more grim and taut; and voila in a day’s time hate manifests its new form in a different city like never before.
Are my cities safe, can I ask?
Are my cities safe,
can I ask; can I at least wonder?
Can I walk on my city streets with a donut in hand and not be blown up into pieces?
Sad. Well said.
Unfortunately, never bro.
A neighborhood is categorized as peaceful only because history says so……who knows about today?
possibility of getting blown up into pieces is more when u walk with a donut in hand
who knows that can be a BOMB! 
On a more serious note.. its sad!