Bomb Bomb Shakala-laka! ZARA HATKE
Rahul Da Cunha
SO, dear reader, this is not a funny column. Well, it’s tragic-comedy. Think of me as a modern-day Nostradamus meets Mr Bean. Not that I predict events or inadvertently cause havoc… but I do leave behind destruction, often, in places I visit. Let me explain what I mean:
I’ve been in the UK watching plays at the WestEnd. The day I return, Friday to be precise, a bomb goes in the London Underground, at a train station I passed through every day. It has been that way for 10 years now — sometimes minutes, sometimes a week after returning from a city I have visited, it experiences a train bomb, a tsunami, a tremor, a takeover by the people, or a terrorist attack.
I’d like to say it started with 10/11, the day after the towers came down, but that would be lying. But, two days after I returned from Sri Lanka, in 2004, the tsunami destroyed its shoreline.