I remember the day my driver pulled up at the parking lot of the Taj hotel in Bombay. How a weird looking guy, smoking "something" I couldn't readily identify asked me if I had interest in Hashish, Women, Boys, Men... And how upon entry I came face to face to some Bollywood movie star that I also didn't know at the time. Mainly because I don't watch a lot of Bollywood material.
I remember looking at the Indian ocean from my room, and overlooking gateway of India.
A picture from more glamorous times... (not mine)
Believe it or not, I saw a cockroach in the elevator :). And managed to stuff 7 students with my in my room. LOL, it was such a great time with the folks at IIT Bombay.
And now to come to think about the events that have transpired recently with terrorists taking hostages and spilling blood where I once walked, laughed and had a great time
Terrorism has no nationality, no religion and can never be justified in anyway. It's sad to see people losing their lives around the world for the political agenda of others. It's equally as sad to see people driven to the point where they would take lives for their cause. But what breaks my heart is the thought that some people have actually perished, just because there were at the wrong time, in the wrong place.
That could have been me... Just like it could have been me in Radisson SAS Amman, or anywhere else that is blood drenched with the blood of innocent civilians that pay the price of everyone's failure to listen.
I'll never forget the Taj.