A valentines day I will remember

Last evening I was love struck, it was valentines day eve. I wasn't expecting anything romantic to happen but an unknown person had different plans. The beautiful city I have fallen in love with was hurt, the city where I learned to live the way I do today was burnt. 

I am not the most courageous of all people, and I will be the first to admit. I have never seen anything of this kind so close to me, I had nightmares last night, I could only dream about bomb blasts last night. I don't know who did it, I don't know why he did it, congrats man...you were successful. You just killed someones son,who was just like you are, you killed someones husband,  who was just like you, a child will never see its father again, a child who is like your own. If this was your motto congrats man...you were successful.

I don't know why I am writing this, I don't know if this is making sense, but to be honest I am tired of this. Like me there are so many others who are tired of this.

                                 I only wish there was a way to stop this.

And thank you Bala saheb and SRK, you did a brilliant job at distracting our already depleted police force for your own personal issues. I wish Bala saheb and Raj would have done as much work as they talk, this place would have been a better place, as for now leave us marathis alone, we would prefer dying of hunger rather than dying for your personal and political ambitions.