Wednesday , November 26, 2008... It was the usual winter evening, perhaps colder than today (November 26, 2012). There were guests in our house and the likes of those with whom i rarely had any interaction. Distant relatives. Sitting with my laptop, tucked under the sack, I was reading something irrelevant ( Its an insane habit), as i usually do. Clicked on the news website, for a second. Usual Process Again. A blood red strip of Breaking News flashed on my screen, that read "Firing in Mumbai, Gunbattle On" Prompting me to stream the news. Out of shear curiosity, or otherwise (Its an insane habit, of course!) It was indeed a blood drenched story. Those distant relatives , in a moment of truth, became instant acquaintances, and then friends. As the news poured in. One headline after another and the utter chaos that followed, I could not take the agony of it. Perhaps Broke Down Too Many Times. The Visuals were clear, The visuals were horrible. The visua...