DECEPTIVE TRUTHS [ON HOLD]

CHAPTER 4: NEW YEAR,S(H)AME OLD STORY.

The news regarding the bomb blast didn't spread quickly as the previous one since one section of the citizens- the young brigade were busy partying till death and the other section would be deep in slumber and hope- hope that the new year will be better and bigger than the previous year. But they would only get to know about yet another serial blasts the next morning,and will realise that things gonna remain the same irrespective of the new calendar.

The first morning,was sombre. Gloomy.
Mumbai and other cities were put on high alert (yet again).

I was having the first breakfast of the year with my usual dose of the morning newspaper.

The first newspaper of the year 2020.

The number of dead people went up to about 715 whereas the injured went upto 1207 approx.

What a great start to a new year!

The previous night I had left the party in disgust without even letting Adi and Abhi know. Neither I was pleased by the blast news,neither did I know to dance,the latter one was more embarrassing.

Man,I could have completed another novel by that time!

After my sumptuous breakfast,I decided to go on a short walk instead of being glued to the television dabba like my Dad. The news channel people might be the most happiest of the lot.
At least they got some content to broadcast oher than those Bollywood gossips and uninteresting saas-bahuinsights.

2020 was the year when India would get its "developed nation" tag,we used to say about a decade ago,when we had geography in our school syllabus.

What happened to that so called tag?

Did we forget about it all of a sudden?

No.

Then what?

Why do we still hold that
not-so-coveted "developing nation" tag.

Our path of success and development was blocked by the huge boulders of expectations, corruption,divided religion based politics and other shit like that.

Why?

How can I make my contribution as a responsible proud Indian citizen?

That too in a big way?

And how shameless is the defence system of the country?

One attack after the other.
Still,we aren't prepared.
We just moved on without learning from them.

Mistake.

A big mistake.

I was clouded by such heavyweight and responsible thoughts when the loud blaring horn behind me broke my reverie.

I was definitely thinking too much.
Too tensed about the nation's dull future.

The main problem was that I didn't have anything much to think about except novels and weaving new stories.
I didn't have any stress called
'girlfriend' and additional responsibility of being in a 'relationship' like the other guys of my age. That was one plus point of course.

Work will start the next day and I was damn excited about that prospect.

Don 3 crossed the 200cr mark in a week flat. Another record.

I was happy that my mind was back to normal.
My type of 'normal'.

I called up Adi to ask about his whereabouts after yesterday night's bash.