A Rakhi for One and All!
At the risk of sounding cliche I would say that the buzz of Raksha Bandhan led me to think how tying of Rakhi is synonymous with the bond of love and care between a brother and sister. So leaping across many thoughts of love and hate, my mind inevitably wandered towards the rampant killings, bombings, terror attacks, lynchings, rapes, murders and what not, all across the world! Yes, I sound like a maniac thinking that only this is what happens around us, when indeed life has so much more to offer. But you see I cannot help myself. Somehow most nights (not every night) before going to bed tucking my kids in, kissing their sleeping faces my mind inevitably drifts to images of grief stricken, dirt laden, faces of kids among the rubble called Syria and I shudder at the mere thought of those innocents. I wonder what if we were subjected to such situation, then another shudder, close my eyes, thank God a zillion times and a silent prayer goes for them who are suffering. Closer home,