A City That Never Stops, Stopped
The bombing that shook Delhi yesterday wasn’t just an attack on a city ,it was an attack on its sense of safety.
Swati Dubey 
Delhi, a city that rarely pauses, was brought to a standstill yesterday after a sudden bombing ripped through a crowded market. Within seconds, the air filled with smoke, screams, and sirens. The streets that usually overflow with noise and energy turned into scenes of fear and confusion. People ran without knowing where to go, others froze, unable to believe what they had just witnessed. For a city used to traffic jams and daily chaos, this was different — this was heartbreak on an ordinary afternoon.
By evening, social media was flooded with footage — people helping the injured, others searching for loved ones. Hospitals filled up quickly, and blood donation drives started almost immediately. Amid the panic, there was anger too: questions about how such an attack could happen in the heart of the capital, about the gaps in security and preparedness. Delhi has faced violence before, but every time it happens, it feels personal — like the city’s heart is being tested again and again.
As morning light returned, Delhi woke up quieter than usual. Markets stayed shut, schools were closed, and people walked with a heaviness that words couldn’t describe. The government promised a full investigation, but for the families who lost someone, no report will bring peace. Still, in the middle of grief, stories of humanity appeared — strangers helping strangers, people standing together when everything else fell apart. Delhi will heal, as it always does, but the question remains: how many more times must it break before it feels safe again?
