Tonight the electric power to the area was cut. It felt like the city was under siege. The buildings in the vicinity were covered in darkness, for the first time in the last ten days, all colour had abandoned them. Some roof tops were active with rockets being launched into the air periodically. Some, resembled flares going up and one falling to the rooftop nearby, others, floating to the ground, as I looked around for ground infantry. There were explosions in the distance, some large, others smaller resembling gun fire. The explosions of all intensities surrounded the area, echoing in the hollow cavity of the towers across me. The immediate surroundings were engulfed in regular explosions.
Is this what it must feel like when the city is at war?
Is the City at war? I wonder....
Missing in action were hundreds of G.I.s storming buildings, landing on rooftops, and air support – helicopters, planes, bombing pre decided targets, army jeeps and trucks in the street and snipers atop terraces.
Then the buildings in the distance suddenly awoke to life, the colour of Diwali shouting out in the darkness, making the noise of the explosions less sinister.
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