Wasnt it the same feeling that we all had during Mumbai attacks. You all must be thinking why such a late response. The only reason is I was not getting the right word to put in my emotions. Sometimes it was frustration, sometimes it was anger. But the real feeling was not able to do something. Not able to contribute in any way.
So the question is how I got it now?
The answer lies again in a movie. Troy. Its the same feeling that you can see in the eyes of Helen and King of Troy when Paris challenges Greek king. Like them, we could only watch the happenings on TV. Feeling weak and hands tied. May be swallowing some pride with blood. And the height of helplessness was not able to shed a tear. Couldn't even punch a glass.
