Sounds

Well , most of my acquaintances find it irritating. Sometime ago even I did.
But now , I just love that sound. The one that plays in the railway station before each announcement.
How do I put it down here?
It reminds me of the excitement of going back home.
And while returning to the college , may be I am too pre-occupied to bother with it.
5 more days to enjoy it again.

What shook me

It's been 6 days now after the attack.
But I was numbed by what my sister told me today.
2 sisters. One of them my sister's friend.
Sister 1 and sister 2.
Both on the phone , talking.
sister 2 in the Taj , trapped. She has closed her door , hid herself under the bed.
Sister 1 asks about her safety. Sister 2 tells about her situation.
Suddenly , there is a banging at her door.
She panics , Sister 1 panics.
They are the terrorists.
But she does not move.
They talk on the phone in a hush-hush.
After 2 minutes they break down the door. They stop talking.
She keeps silent.
The terrorists search around.
No one.
They turn.
Sister 2 whispers to her sister , "Gone , I am safe."
Silence.
At the door, they turn , detonate a grenade , slam the door.
Silence.
Serenely ,Sister 2 to Sister 1 -" They have dropped a grenade. This is a final goodbye."
An explosion.
Silence.
The silence prevails