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Confrontation with Terrorist - Part 1

Some of my experiences...

Yes, it’s true. I faced a Terrorist.

When : 24^th December 2008, Time: Around 9:30 PM.

Where: Some where in Bangalore.

It was not so different day for me till I stepped into my house after a hectic day at office. I unlocked my house’s dual-lock door, stepped in, removed the shoes and switched on the light of hall.

Kept the laptop bag inside my living room.

I had decided to cook food for myself and hence had bought a 250 ml curd on my way to house. I decided to keep that in the refrigerator situated in the 2^nd un-occupied room of my house. This room was unoccupied for 3 months or I believed so. I always had a doubt that somebody could have stepped into my house and might have occupied one of the large storage space situated in the kitchen or bathroom. So, daily I had the braveness(madness J) of checking those places to check if somebody is hiding there.

I switched on the room’s light to put the curd in refrigerator and started moving towards it. Suddenly I got this spider-man(really J) like sense that somebody was slowly walking on the temporary steel pipe I placed to dry my clothes. My sense was true. Seeing the sight of this terrorist, I retrograded back to the hall with fear. One good thing was he didn’t notice me, and I saw him hide in the shirt hanger.

I was shocked and blank. He might attack me cowardly when I was asleep or from my back, as terrorists do normally. He might bring damage to my properties by using his weapons(teeth???). The thoughts of running out of the house came to my mind. In the next moment, I thought of the great slains of Terrorist attack who saved my country, country’s people from the terrorists inhuman act.

I thought - This was my house, he had infiltrated to my house. Why should I run away ? That made me feel brave from inside.

I made the decision and the only one who has to go out alive from the room was either me or him.

To be continued..

First Blog

This blog marks my entry into the blogging world.
Strange are the means of sharing our experiences with the rest of the world.
Not so earlier, During college days, we used to have a gathering at some katte or some tea shop, where we talked indefinetely with no time sense as BMTC buses went by. The topics ranged from Sports, movies, politics and of course girls. :)
Enter the world of Software Industry, we created a googlegroup and started using it as the means of sharing experience. Some, people thought this world is more beautiful. Others thought the other way. I was one of the others.
Who knows whats in the future ?
I will try to share my experiences in my day to day life, the people I came across, the incidents i witnessed and etc..
If you find any of the contents silly, boring, derogative etc., please try to stay away. They will be purely intentional unless otherwise mentioned. [:)]