we have reached such a state of numbness that bomb blasts have become a joke for most of us. the day after is spent amusingly relating tales of whereabouts and how narrowly the bombs missed one. there is a sense of triumph in people who think they could have been but were not killed. there are laughs about who could have planted a bomb in a dustbin and who has an alibi.

till you are one of those still in a hospital either looking at yourself or someone you know.