A year on....

A year has passed since the horrific events unfolded. They are quite vivid in my memory. They will always be.
Yes, a year has passed on and I can still recount all those pictures, the sequence of events at ease. I still feel jittery thinking about those 60 hours. I was just witness to the tragedy on television. Imagine the people who experienced the terror first hand. It must be terrible.
26/11 happened and a lot of public protests, anger etc. spilled out onto the streets. I participated in those protest marches, candle marches, the various programs held all over. I even got down to try and create a political party. Maybe it was a stupid reaction but what was even more stupid was that all this anger died down. A month after 26/11 I remember feeling so defeated for my inability to be able to try and do anything. I still feel defeated every time I hear stories of Kasab and others. I am sure that there will be a lot more like me out there; confused, lost, seeking a way, frustrated.
Today, we have the same Home Minister of Maharashtra as we had a year ago. Isn't that frustrating? It of course is. But, is it not our fault? The people elect the government and we the people have voted the same people back.
I would like to think that a lot has been done on the security situation in the country. I feel thst Mr. Chidambaram, our Union Home Minister is a very qualified individual and has been taking substantive steps to improve the situation. I just heard a one and a half hour interaction he had on NDTV and his straight forwardness is very appreciable. He accepts mistakes committed and tries to explain the limitations of the position he is in.
But, did he satisfy my anger of Kasab being the safest individual in India; a hundred times more secure than me and you? No, he has not and the only day that shall be satisfied will be the day I see him hung; hopefully very soon with Ujjwal Nikam saying that the trial will be over by the first anniversary of 26/11. That seems to be wishful thinking.
All in all I still feel the same frustration I felt a year ago. I remember walking into class once College reopened after that. I was a student of St. Xavier's back then. Our classes had bullet holes! Hemant Karkare, Vijay Salaskar and Ashok Kamte died in the lane next to St. Xavier's.
The memories are horrific. All we can do is hope for a better, secure future. And also not forget those brave soldiers who gave the most they could give in the service of the country; their life. Jai Hind.