The Taj under siege

The Deccan Mujahideen have claimed responsibility. The Deccan??? 9 terrorists have been arrested.... gee, how many terrorists does it take to cause mayhem at the Taj, Oberoi, VT, Cama hospital and other sundry locales? Shit. The flame are jumping higher from the dome, spreading throughout the entire top floor of the heritage wing and there's continued gunfire. Hope they kill every last bastard. Oh crap - the flames are alive and consuming the corner of the Taj closest to the Radio club. God, this is breaking my heart. This is just to awful to even contemplate. It's like watching a part of your life burn on a funeral pyre, debris scattering all over. The fire brigade and all other rescue efforts are being kept away because of the gunfighting. Endless hours of faltugiri, philosophy, food... memories like no other. Being destroyed in front of your eyes. I can't believe I'm going to watch this building being razed to the ground. 1903, the beatles, prince charles, sujata's wedding, , raking up a bill the size of a small inheritance at wasabi with mim, high tea with ma – giggling over our doggie bag filled with goodies by the waiter, the pulsating beat at 1900's... oh God, this is unbearable. This is our ilaka, they have no business messing with what's ours. Finally - the fire brigade is here, about fucking time! This is worst than the horrified fascination of a train wreck. Please, please, please, please let them save it. Water - at last. This is my home! Our home - Mim, Khush, Sonia, Madura, Sanjukta, Kuni. All us Mumbaikars who will be up through the night maintaining a constant vigilance over our ilaka. No Madura, we're NOT going to let random sickos take over our homes and lives and toss it around. NEVER.
Bugger. There are people stranded there as well. The flames look like they're being held in abeyance. Time to get those folk out. Think the gunshots have become more subduded as well. Filmi as it may be, they'd better only be terrorist laash after laash. Think I'm going into adrenalin shock. My back and shoulder muscles are pretending to be the rock of Gibraltar. Apparently the stairwells are strewn with bodies.. how fucking dare they.

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