Lets wake up for ourselves

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How old are u 20+, less than 30?? All the militants in the recent event are of the same age. I m sure you know what am I talking about the ‘Big terrorist attack on Mumbai’. Yes all of them are of same age and look at them how devoted they are and what level is the devotion, ready to die (even for so called religion love) But what are we doing sitting in front of The TV sets and feeling bad about the injuries and deaths, and being happy for not being one of those. But can you deny that somewhere in the corner of your mind we all have the thought ‘what if I am one of those next time?’. Can you deny the fact that everyday when you leave your house you wonder if you are going to come back or not??. Why?? Why are we living such a scared life? Why are we so numb about the things happening around us? Why are we still so quite? Just because some few people who are ready to give there lives and bomb us every now and then. Come on!! What are we waiting for?? Don’t u think so, its enough now all the conferences , meeting, all the ‘Samjhota’ and stuffs, all the neighbourhood thing.

We have been seeing so many blast in the past, which have some relation or the other with Pakistan. We have so many evidences, proofs against PAK. We all know that the root lies there. But what have we done about it? nothing. Being good isn’t helping. So why cant we stand for our own safety, for our own self and fight. Let's finish it in one go. Let's punish the ones who are responsible so bad that all the other learn a lesson.Lets show them if they don't have any mercy for the Innocent we don't have any mercy for the cruels. I m sick of this everyday scared death inside me. i want to see that fear in all the terrorist, the fear that i see in everyone of us,the fear that i feel all around. i want to make them think 100 times before they even think of next attack. And I m sure you want that too. So let's take some big action let's tell everyone what we feel.Lets punish them so hard that the world should shiver. Lets punish them the worse possible way that no one has seen before.

Let the government know what we really think? What we really want? Cos it’s the matter of our life after all….

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