When the shit hits the fan,
some guys run...
and some guys stay.
Here's Charlie facin' the fire,
and there's George...
hidin' in big daddy's pocket.
And what are you doin' ?
You're gonna
reward George...
and destroy Charlie.- Scent of a Woman (1992)
When the dust has settled, and Mumbai is crammed back into those tin sardines that snake through its soul,the world will move onto obsessing over its next madness.
Nearly all will believe that you died in vain.Most shall forget your unspoken sacrifices. Some shall color your motives.
I shall not.
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I shall not either.
this is so apt..and i shall not too!!
Very apt. The question you raise reminds me of an article I read after the Sept 11 attack.
I found it so thought provoking that I captured it in my blog long long ago.
http://quest-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2006/11/decision-to-live-is-to-die-for.html
We must never forget.
Well said. Collective memory is short lived.
It is so difficult to stop us from focusing on the next madness. The wounds don't heal, yet we continue on the bicycle ride. But this time I will try not to. So well said...
wow!!! perfectly enunciated!
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