I remembered my dad calling me to watch the news on TV, it was about planes crashing into the World Trade Center. I didn’t understand the gravity of the situation at that time.
The next day, it was all over the front page of the papers. I read through it, lapping everything up . In awe of how much lives were lost when the towers collapsed. I treated it like any other accident, not knowing how much of an impact this incident had. America was a superpower, no attacks America with such audacity, not since Pearl Harbor. I was 12 then.
Now a decade on, this incident has been the catalyst for changes, tightened security, airport screenings, air marshals, the invasion of iraq, the fall of saddam, and most recently, the death of Osama.
Looking back at the images of this incident a decade on scares me, maybe its because I fully grasp the gravity of the situation now and that I feel what the people on the streets would’ve felt at that time, the fear, the panic such an unprecedented attack would have caused them.
With that being said, I would like to take the time out and mourn for those whose lives were lost in the senseless attack.
PS: An eye for an eye would make the world go blind.
