Here's a fun fact I just found out.
Apperantly, the very morning of the Mumbai terrorist blasts my dad sent off my grandparents at CSMT to our village. He then went to his favorite Mariwans bakery.
Apperantly, my dad was in Mumbai during all four days of the Mumbai blasts. And was in the station with my grandparents mere hours before the actual attack.
He told me while watching this movie called 'Fixed Match'
Fuck.










