the bombs went off and a ripple of shock coursed through the city within minutes.

i was in a bus, on my way to the train station. The police presence tripled instantly... On TV we watched khaki-uniformed police poke at the rubble with wooden sticks. Very high tech.

Cops with dogs patrolled the buses and trains, searching people randomly.

Little comfort in a city of 15 million.

I was more worried about the crowds surging around aimlessly, waiting for news. Simmering. Seething.

Mumbai is on high alert. So is Delhi, where I am now. I spent some time thinking about it on the train on the way here, but really... I don't know. Anything can happen to you at any time.

I'm more likely to get hit by a speeding rickshaw.

I hope they stop blowing up stuff, though. It's freaking out my mom.

12:35 p.m. - 2003-05-12