2002: the town was spectacularly clean, rabidly wiped in the aftermath of the plague. 2002: the town stank- of blood shed, of lives lost, of religions livid, of saffron and crescent mooned green.
P.S: I was in this town in Gujarat when the communal riots broke out in 2002. I was in a relatively peaceful part of the town where, to us, the riots meant billowing smoke in the old parts of the town. Nothing more.
P.P.S: Linked to Trifecta Writing Challenge (http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/2012/12/trifextra-week-forty-five.html).This week’s challenge says- Use either ‘cheap flights’, ‘spectacularly clean’ or ‘sandwiched in’ in a piece of non-fiction of exactly 33 words. This week’s challenge is community-judged and any reader can vote. Please check out the entries and vote for your favorite/s (did you hear me say ‘me! me!’ ?! 😉 )