I went to India with 3 of my aunts and my eldest aunt’s friend (out of respect i call her auntie too), the reason we went to India was my eldest aunt was going to do some medical checkups..
We reached Mumbai on Wednesday 26th of November, around 4:30pm-5:00pm. The moment we got to the street, the traffic was soooooooooooooooooooo.... "NO COMMENT" we got to our regular hotel at 7pm "Godwin Hotel"
It's a good, neat, clean and cheap hotel
"GREEDY SCROOGE McDUCK" , the taj hotel is close to Godwin hmmm about 4 or 5 minutes walking.
We remained in the hotel until 9pm, my aunt wanted to have “McDonalds” xD personally I never felt comfortable going out after 7pm in Mumbai :$
My memory is a little bit blurry
anyway here it goes:
We were walking on the sidewalk, where Colaba market is and I remember hearing a noise that sounded more like firecrackers but I was quite sure it wasn’t one... The next thing I know there was this young man with an AK-47 (the dude was early 20s, NO BEARD AT ALL! xP he didn’t look at all like those Bin Laden groupies, terrorists, COCK-A-ROACHES we used to see on tv
) this maniac was shooting people RANDOMELY (the guy wasn’t picky, i remember when i was in the hospital an Indian news channel said they were targeting US and UK citizens), I remember seeing people running and screaming, bumping into each other.. the moment I turn my back I couldn’t find my aunts, I remember running and and crying their names and then suddenly I wasn’t able to run, I was moving heavily, I felt something burning in my right leg, i kept on walking and found my aunts, my oldest aunt was bleeding from her left leg my other aunts were holding her i joined them and then a perfume shop keeper was taking people inside his shop, in the shop i remember seeing other Indian men and 6 middle eastern women and they had no idea what was going outside except for the shopkeeper who closed the door and pulled the gate down, and inside i found out there was blood on my jeans, first i thought it wasn’t mine but i was wrong (i freaked out, they ruined my favourite blue jeans) and few minutes later one of the Indian men inside the shop said there’s blood behind my shirt, i kinda ignored what he said (i was reckless) i just didn’t want to worry my aunts. We stayed inside for 20 minutes and i remember the shooting was still on. My aunts and me didn’t know what to do and my little aunt was kept on saying:”why are they shooting all these innocent people?” and we got a call from the omani embassy in India concerning some undone stuff relating my aunt’s work we told them what happened and they sent a car over there. They took us to a hospital called Saifee (at the beginning I thought it was “safety” hospital) they took care of my aunt. They found little metal fragments in back (the doctor said it came from a bomb, personally i don’t recall seeing any bombs exploding infornt of me at that day) anyway they fixed us up and on the very day we were supposed to come back the hospital closed their doors and refused to discharge us because of shootings that occurred in front of the hospital but 30 minutes later they released us from their backdoor and straight to the airport xD
We got back to Oman on Friday 28th of November, there’s no place like home :’)
(i still can't get over losing my favourite blue jeans and my tony sporanos shirt
)
i apologize for my messed up, screwed up english =) (i think it's the pills not me)
p.s.: DAMN, THIS LAPTOP'S SO HOT! ARRRRR, ME NOSE SMELL SOMETHING BEING FRIED!! :S
I hope you have a speedy recovery and am glad to here you will be ok. Please check in when you can and take care of yourself.
