We all have at least one dream that we say and never want to get it happen in real life, this time it was mine. It was early spring of 2007; I was in my home after 2 months or so. When I’m in home I only have few thing to do, eat, T.V., sleeping. That noon was a lazy one for me as always.
At 12:00 pm I watched Rakesh Om Prakash Mehra’s “RANG DE BASANTI.” It is a beautiful movie. On that day only there was a terrorist attack in north India. I had also watched Angelina Jolie’s “A MIGHTY HEART “few days earlier. My mind made a mix vegetable of all the elements from this event and served me that noon.
Rang De Basanti ended at 3 and I went on sleep, I remember the dream crystal clear. I was working as a journalist (as Jolie in A Mighty Heart); with my friends I went to Afghanistan to make a report. There, the condition was too serious; all terrorists were active at that time. I was accompanied by my partner.
We took permission from the Afghanistan government and went on to the action site. We were trespassing the enemy’s border, when some terrorist came to us, and caught hold of us, pressed us to the jeep, holed our collars, took our camera and started shooting the bloody thing. They made us lay down on the ground and started to kick our ass. Rather one of their partner asked to take us to their center, but he other said to shoot us on the site.
Then that guy took out the machine gun hanging on his shoulder and got a grip on the trigger. Started to fire on us, and I got awake, made a creeping sound. Watched me body, me hands, they were as cold as ice. It took me more then half a minute to get to a normal temperature. I was so afraid of that I didn’t slept that very night.
I can still remember that thing clearly, when the bullets got injected in our body, I felt the warmth and fire in it. Rather it was so horrifying, that I felt not to die ever. And I too salute those who die for us, so that we can continue to live our life………………
Aniruddhya Baidya
