13thSept'08 WITNESSED DELHI BLAST C.P

It was a saturday afternoon. I was with my sister at V3S mall buying a jeans for myself. For the later day i had a plan to attend BIGUL'S meeting at 5:30p.m. at Central Park. BIGUL is a group of people from different fields of arts who work with youth for personal development as wel as development of the society. Usually our meetings take place at someones house.It was the first time that we decided to decentralise our meeting place.

I left my sister at the mall and left for central park. When i reached there i didnt find any one there and just few minutes before my prepaid balance gave up.So i had no option except to take a round of central park to find my frieds. Luckily the blast didnt took place before as i was near that dustbin only. Anyhow i met one of them and in another half and hour we had a group of 10 people talking on future plans. I was a bit lazy when the talking part was going on.The group was in a cirlce but my laziness made me sit at a position from where most of the sides were visible.

The topic going on in the group was regarding the core and also that next meeting should be kept at India Gate as we will get fresh ideas at open places like this. I still remember the sounds of the chai wala from whom we bought tea, a group of boys who were playing guitar and cause of whom i felt entertained while waiting, small muslim children who were playing with a cosco ball and also a number of couples who were there to hang around. While the site scene was so lively and harmonious we heard a loud sound of a blast from the right. It was a blast but we were unsure that a tyre got burst or its a gunfire or actual blast.

With that sound i saw a group of pegions flying together in one direction and the words came out of my mouth were " What a beautiful blast" as i found the pegions so beautiful.Till the time i could finish my sentence i saw some pegions falling down and a huge cloud of black smoke formed in the air...It was so high as if some building has caught fire and flames touching the clouds. It all happened in a fraction of seconds and this all as if a strem of consciousness.

While we were looking at our right n someone from us said 'ye jo bhi tha bohot achcha tha ' we heard another very very ...very loud noise of a blast.This time some heat was also there as if something hot is around us.In addition to this there was a vibration in the body,floor and surrounding which was like an earthquake for a second.This vibration made all of us stand immediately.We all were looking at each other as if we were numb and sense less.

During the time period so many thoughts were running into our minds.The first blast was hardly whereas the second blast made us realise that its a serial blast and today we will be running against time and our luck.It was like "paron ke neeche se zameen nikalna." My parents were out of the station and the first person who came in my mind was my sister.Luckily one of my friend called me up generally and i told him in a husky voice what all has happened and also that right now let me go to a safe place then we can talk.At that moment a simple call made the panic situation easier for me.

I saw media people runnining all over with camera and camera stands in hands. Security people asked us to vacate the place.At that time we felt security to b fool as for us the place was safe. We survived there so we felt or assumed it to be safe.But they forced us to leave. We were doubtful of our next steps.

Still we conitued walking.As we were out i saw ambulance,police,firebrigadeetc all around. I was in my senses and i took my camera to capture the restless croud. My hands were shivering as i was taking the first pic after the incident. My mind said have you lost it or what? No humanitty left but other mind said you are going to be future journalist or media person. Communicate the reality and speak up your mind.

And i clicked some of the pics that depict reality. We decided to take an auto but were sure if it will be safe or not. Suddenly i recalled that i had asked someone to meet us at7 and at that it was 5 bto seven. I got a call from that person saying dont come to cp he saw blasts...i replied even i did. He asked me to move to nsd and that we'l meet there.

We took the silent unknown road from the back of intercontinental and came towards bengali market when i got a message from the same person that "plz dont go to mandi house 2 bombs found there"But it was late we were there at mandi house and there was nothing like bomb detection thing there. It was a rumour even that was very scary. While coming back only 1 thing was in my mind and i told it to my friends even. I wanted to stay there. Not to click more pics but cause of role reversal. A feeling of being in place of those who were injured even i would have expected safe and common people to be there for help.

Not only me try to keep yourself at such a situation where you are in need YOU'L EXPECT COMMON PEOPLE TO COME UP...and what were we doing running for survival. But at such time survival comes first a friend of mine suggested. I xcame back though didnt want to. For family and friends.I had to come back.We reached NSD (National school of drama) and it was like entire school was out to know how we reached.

I waited for my sister to be there to pick me up.She came and hugged me.Then i felt am alive and what it means to others.Friends were continuously calling up to know how am i. At that moment phones were coming not reachable.There was a problem in connectivity.

I asked my friends to stay at my place and got a friend home(priyanka di..those who know) Sukriti for those who know my junior faced everything so bravely,her father came to pick her up.Kunal sir( my mubole father lolz n teacher) and keshav sir with one more came at my place for dinner.

At home we saw the news and then realise we have escaped such a trauma. We were so proud of ourselves that we got successful in bringing all of us out safely from that place. Our another friend was in shock and it took her entire day to calm down.Being aethist i thank my parents for making me strong enough to face things bravely.

Am glad am alive and upset for those who could not escape.This incident tells not to waste a single minute of life there is so much to do n so lil time.Do things which make a mark of you in others life(+ve) You yourself donno in how many ways you touch the lives of so many people.