IndiaUnite co-founder Smriti Mundhra wrote this piece for the New York Daily News - a first person account of the attacks, as she was trapped in her apartment by the Oberoi:
It is Night Two of urban captivity, and I'm getting restless.
I carefully bypass my sleeping parents and sneak up onto our rooftop terrace to breathe in some fresh air, which I desperately need after being trapped indoors for the last thirty six hours.
There, I have a birds-eye view of the action on the streets of South Bombay below.
What I see looks pretty familiar - but feels eerily different.
The streets and alleys are empty - not unusual at two in the morning - but sirens ring where music may normally drifted up from a nearby late-night hookah cafe. A guard in uniform paces where tipsy college students may have walked the street arm-in-arm in search of a taxi.
The fires at the five-star Taj and Oberoi hotels, both within an eighth of a mile from my roof, have been extinguished, but both grand buildings, whose lights always shine are now pitch black.
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I carefully bypass my sleeping parents and sneak up onto our rooftop terrace to breathe in some fresh air, which I desperately need after being trapped indoors for the last thirty six hours.
There, I have a birds-eye view of the action on the streets of South Bombay below.
What I see looks pretty familiar - but feels eerily different.
The streets and alleys are empty - not unusual at two in the morning - but sirens ring where music may normally drifted up from a nearby late-night hookah cafe. A guard in uniform paces where tipsy college students may have walked the street arm-in-arm in search of a taxi.
The fires at the five-star Taj and Oberoi hotels, both within an eighth of a mile from my roof, have been extinguished, but both grand buildings, whose lights always shine are now pitch black.
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