Remembering London July 7 bombings

On this day, two years ago I was in Paris, happily enjoying my tour without a bit concern as to what was happening in London. Who would have thought there could be such terrible event near you.

I wasn't in London that morning when four suicide bombers attacked three tube trains and a bus. But I was heading back to Guildford around 8:00pm, when I read a notice at the Gare du Nord station in central Paris saying that all London subway systems were shut down due to a serious national security threat. We got stuck at the train station but were able to depart. Still I wasn't aware what was happening at that time.

I had a feeling that people sure put a blame on Muslims. Lucky all the white people in the Eurostar didn't treat us badly though they knew we're Muslims. All I could tell, those people, they took it calmly. We were the ones who freaked out. We speculated among us and we were right, not long after we were in, I got an SMS from Rosediana, that was how I came to know that there were bombings in London. After two and a half hours, the train were approaching Waterloo, it didn't get to enter the central station so easily, we were stuck for quite sometimes.

We did discuss on how to get home safely. Farrah told me to head to Guildford straight, she'd rather I'd be safe than stuck in London. Furthermore, their home was close enough to the event occurred that morning (Edgware Rd). Called up Linda and Trex, they confirmed would be waiting for me at Guildford train station.

I managed to catch a train, that was around 12:30am. My heart beat so fast, I was so scared, I felt like there were bombs all over the train. Why on earth would I want to be here when I was supposed to be sitting in my room at Battersea watching the news... be safe and sound. I couldn't tell more how I felt. I just prayed to God to let me pass that moment.

There was a middle-aged white man in that coach looked like a manager or high exec, he smiled at me. I wore hoodie so I just kept my face down. Reached Guildford half an hour later and first thing I did was called up my mother to tell that I was safe. I knew she couldn't have been more grateful than to hear my voice. I love you mak.

~ whoever did that attacks, whatever reason, they don't have the rights to harm innocent people. Islam does not teach muslims to blow things up. Islam is peace.

Syukur Alhamdulillah, today I'm writing this at home, breathing, alive, with my family around...