My father missed the train which was blasted. He thought of sipping some tea at the station. He told his friends to wait with him, but they left. There is no news of them.
The trains have been repaired over night. People have rushed to offices and colleges. They pretend nothing happened and nothing can stop Bombay.
I wonder. Should I simply pretend nothing happened? I can't. I have no feelings to write about . No thoughts. It was panic and a mixed disbelief. The times I felt that my father is safe, made me angry . I can't feel like this till I see him safe at home.