I still remember the WTC when I was commuting there. The faces of the people working there, the littlest memory of browsing through the goods in Sephora, take-aways at the SBarro and ordering juice at the Orange Julius. I'm not even American, but the thought of all these shops and people who used to 'hi' me were all gone still give me the shudders. Makes you realize how fragile life is. And, as if we haven't had enough of natural disasters to deal with, we have to be constantly bogged by the paranoia of terrorism. We never look at another stranger quite in the same light anymore. We never under-estimate the power of religion, power of influence, the power of unity and the sacrifice people are willing to make to 'set things right' anymore. I can't help but think we here too could have the same fate. And when I see footage of brave firemen and marine officers, I wonder if our firemen and police officers could match up. Scary thought, huh?