Desi Back to Desh

Between airports, airplanes and transit lounges

Untitled – I

It is not easy playing the game that is words.

Every day since the 27th, I have thought about doing a post…

I felt sadness when I saw the first flash on BBC, not for a nation, but for three grieving children…

Then came horror when the first sms arrived “Office will reopen on Monday, Almost got killed on the way back home…”

Then helplessness and outrage as I watched the great game unfold in my own backyard, while I sat miles away in a remote corner of Thailand…

And a moment please, for anger, when I landed on the desecrated soil of my city and saw the obscenity that was unleashed in the name of grief and honor…

It is not easy playing the game that is words…