About 10-12 years ago, a young boy living in Bombay who idolized Dawood Ibrahim. Doing the early years of his adolescence, he wanted to become a 'Bhai'. If Dawood could run his D-Company from Dubai, then Dhawal wanted one as well and he had chosen Detroit and Dallas. Detroit, for Dhawal loved Ford and Dallas for being the BIG-D in the US. And that was not all. He had selected his very own Chota Rajan and Shakeel( his friends Rahul and Sunny were the chosen ones!!!!). His favorite toy was the air gun that he had got for his 11th birthday. From then on every year on the 11th of Dec, he added a new weapon to his arsenal. He had selected a handful of his other cronies to be his future henchmen. He had also adapted very well to the Bambiya Hindi language that the underworld used, where 'Hum' became 'Apan' and 'Tum' became ' Tupun'. Friends and relatives feared for his future and were constantly worried about the path that he was about to choose.
Psychologists tried to track the origins of this strange and antisocial personality that this young kid had developed. How many of us have seen children who dedicate themselves to achieve notoriety and try to get into the most-wanted list? Perhaps it was the 'Most-Wanted' thing that had captured his imagination. The only reason that they could suggest was the fact that the happenings of 1993 had left a deep impact on the young child's memory. Perhaps it was the gunshots that he had heard while living in the midst of the radical Hindu-Muslim populace, where young Muslim men saw the Hindus as their prey and where the Muslims were at the mercy of Allah when the police attacked them. Where gunshots were more frequently heard than temple bells, where the wails of the young children were much more louder than the 5 time Azaan. Perhaps 1993 was never like 1993 again.
But then 11th Sept 2001 changed a lot of things. Dhawal had been at the World Trade Center in Bombay only a few days before Terror Tuesday. He had told his parents that one day he would undertake a race and visit all the 90 odd WTCs in the world in the shortest possible time. And when all that remained of the 2 towers was dust and rubble, that was the moment the boy changed for ever. He came back to his senses. That was the day life in that ordinary Bombay household changed forever.
to be contd....
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quite awkward but nice one......
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