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Why did it take so long for these smart-assed sons of bitches to set off half-a-dozen bombs just as we were about to hit the sack for our afternoon siesta in our 'sleeper cells', when they could have done it yesterday, or day before, or last week, or last month?

The rocket scientists dressed as 'intelligence sources' and 'security experts' are already busy adding one and one and making it eleven: It was a Friday. It happened at 1.30 pm or shortly thereafter. Ergo, you know who was behind them.

Those bearded, fez-wearing, menacing-looking guys who procreate like hell, send their children to madrassas, and receive their cheques from strange places.

Any time now, the state government will start blaming central intelligence agencies for not alerting them. The Centre, in turn, will blame some unpronounceable outfit whose benefactors are across the border.

By primetime, the prime minister (depending on the toll) will make a macho statement something to the effect of 'We will not cow down to terror.' The Union home minister, whose very sentence-construction sends terrorists scurrying for cover, will pronounce that 'such incidents will not deter the government from pursuing its policy of dealing with terrorists in a resolute manner.'