Once again, after the long forgotten Kargil war, I feel like my degree in engineering, my proficiency with software development....are of no use; no use because I can do nothing but crib about what is happening in Mumbai; no use because I can do nothing but sit in front of the TV and watch the terrorists carry out their meticulously planned heinous acts; no use because I can nothing to save even a single innocent life from being slaughtered so mercilessly; no use because I am not there when my country needs me.
Also, I could go on to hate myself for being selfish and greedy to an extent that I didn’t listen to the voice from within...the voice which pepped me to join the services right after I completed preliminary education. But the lust for the green and dreams of Uncle Sam's land made me ignore the call....I wonder if I’ll ever forgive myself for that.
BUT, I find solace in the fact that there are these brave men who did hear the voice billowing in their heart, those who fought for the pride of their nation, those who showed the world that 9/11 is not something India will ever witness, those who painted a sorry figure of all those politicians who claimed to be working for the 'navnirman' of the country. KUDOS to you guys....you my heroes, you my idols, you the ones I want everyone in this country to be like, you the ones I would want my kids to be like. KUDOS to you guys....it’s because of you I am able to write this today, it’s because of you I feel safe in my house, it’s because of you I can still quote my nationality as INDIAN.
"TO THE UNSUNG HEROES OF EVERY SUCCESSFULLY FAILED TERROR ATTACK"
