No day passes quietly Lies dozens of corpses on streets Baghdad a city of repute Swings between life and death History repeats of violence Death is dancing everywhere menacingly Laughing viciously and cruelly
No one knows when good day’s dawn? Perhaps not in near future Memories back to those days Ruled with iron hand mercilessly No humanity in site No civil order in place
World leaders decided to remove iron hand Things were to improve. Nay not so History repeats in close cycles Sending millions innocent to hell Who can stop this mayhem?
Saddam has gone now to gallows But the street violence persists Bombing holy places is routine What happened to Iraq in large? No one can answer or predict Oh! God! Is this jungle justice?
It was September 14, 2010, early morning 6’O Clock the time to do Nava – grah Pooja I was doing my prayer and Pooja The ritual is being done every day Grand mother was busy in cooking food The food was to be packed In their lunch boxes The children were asleep yet to be awakened
One of the cookies require to be heated Only for 20 seconds in micro oven But alas! Granny unmindfully Set the timer for 200 seconds She left for a quick shower thinking The micro oven was on and it will be off Automatically after 20 seconds
Clouds of smoke started bellowing Out from the oven and no sooner filled Entire house with smelling smoke Fire alarm started buzzing loud I got up from prayer and stopped micro But by that time phone rang from fire department A female officer’s voice asked me Is everything OK and asked for my name
Smoke billowing out of micro wave oven
By that time fire brigade was already at my door With all the equipment necessary to meet
The eventualities and a couple of fire fighters Entered my house from the garage as it was kept open My son and his wife were out of the house On their routine morning jogging as usual
Both the fire men walked in and started Flushing smoke and foul air out of the house By employing high capacity blowers That they brought with them along
Ah! What a meticulous plan What an ardent workmanship of theirs? They came fully prepared in shortest time Ha! What a service they rendered
By that time my son and his wife arrived home They were greeted by a woman police officer With the words “Every thing is OK don’t worry” Indeed it was a wonderful quick service Rendered by US Fire department indeed To the neighborhood in need
By that time my grand children woke up They were amazed to see the fire truck And the firemen at their house My grand daughter Akku of 4 year old Asked me innocently what happened grand pa