This piece reminded me of an incident I once witnessed in a train. I was on my way from Cochin to visit my in-laws in West Bengal. In my compartment there was a couple with a young son. I soon realized that the dad worked in the Army and must have been based in Cochin at that time. The family spoke Hindi. The son, who must not have been more than 5 or 6 years old at that time, was pretending to play with a gun. Suddenly he started shooting at an imaginary object, saying, if I had a gun I would’ve killed all the Muslims. The parents laughed in response to their son’s bravado. The incident sent shock waves through my body and I felt frightened beyond words. I was not frightened for myself but for that little boy and for my unborn Muslim children.