Harini Calamur's Writings
The second day of the horror. Terrorists rained bullets and grenades inside the city, its symbols and killed, and maimed. It is a military like operation – a small elite task force, fighting an urban battle. Except that, unlike the military it…
And it happened again. Except with a difference. This time there were armed gun men spraying in addition to bombs. My brother was getting home from Chembur. He had gone for a colleague’s wedding. And, he got late. and later. and even…