I have just read a harrowing account of a rescuer's experience of the London bombings. The description of what seemed to be a pile of clothes turning out to be a woman with all her limbs blown off will stay with me. I have also been listening to Paulo Coelho's the Alchemist, a book about following one's heart.

Anger can burn deep and never end, how does one tell the difference between what the heart has to say and what anger has to say ?

My brothers and most of my family work in London. I never want to wonder where they are after a bomblast. The few minutes delay it tool to contact them on 07/07 was enough to upset me.

The individuals who planned this attack have miscalculated. A city that took the nightly slaughter of the Blitz is not going to be cowed by their bombs.

When I first moved to Manchester it had just been bombed by the IRA, it makes the resistance against terrorists stronger not weaker. Again a lesson lost on the bombers; fanatics poisoned by their own words.
posted by Jatinder at 8:05 AM