One man, Two guns and 33 lives.

It's been a while since I've written here. I guess it takes comparatively complacent writers like me an event which touches the soul to jolt us out of our complacency. The events of yesterday in Virginia have shocked millions. It is not a tragedy of the magnanimity of 9/11 or the War against Terror, granted. What shocks us is the spilling of young, innocent blood. I was watching the Convocation at Virginia Tech today, and it wasn't the speeches that affected me most, it was the faces of the hundreds of students sitting on the sidelines; their morales broken, the look of utter despair and uncertainty on their faces, not to mention the ubiquitous sense of grief. An act of a deranged, depraved or perhaps disillusioned mind causing such mayhem! One man, Two guns and 33 lives. Perhaps it's time for America to rethink the hands they put these guns into.
For the students, the affected families and the faculty it is a time for introspection, and a time to start rebuilding. For what is lost cannot be regained, but what is present and what is to come may be safeguarded. So here's to all of them, God Bless & God Speed.