India, Oct. 21 -- When I landed at the Damascus International Airport, thousands of questions were running in my mind. Did I make the right choice? Will I return to India? How safe is it to reach the hotel? Assuming that it'll probably be my last foreign visit, I exited the airport and took a bus to the hotel.
Once flooded with tourists, now, the Syrian capital looked so deserted to me. Inside the bus, I met a local who could speak English, and when I enquired about the deadly silence and empty roads, he said, "Who will come to a place where there's no guarantee whether he will see the next day or not." I didn't even utter a single word after listening to his statement as it had shaken me to the core.
To distract myself, I looked outside ...