Different worlds...

On a chilly winter's evening.... my world is still and peaceful . I can hear the winds blowing fiercely outside but I am warm and snug indoors beside my fire, my body slightly batted from an invasion of the flu bug , my mind a little like cotton wool on account of the drugs I've been taking but the shock horror of the bombings on the railways in Bombay was a sober and sombre awakening to the world out there and its atrocities. Bombay, a city that tugged at my heart strings in my 48 hr stay over.. a city that beckons me to return... now in a state of chaos and disruption. I can only say a prayer for those who have to endure the suffering and hope that all's well with my friends out there.