The ugly face of terrorism. It was New Years Eve 2008, and my son Dylan and I had gathered with close friends for our annual Christmas and New Years festivities in Mumbai, India, where, thanks to our hosts’ generosity, our gala was to be held at the city’s beautiful Taj Mahal Palace Hotel. We checked into our exquisitely appointed rooms a couple of days before the party. The Taj Hotel was especially lovely, overlooking the harbor, its fairy-tale architecture serving as a beloved landmark both to tourists and the local population. We, too, fell in love with it. Soon we were sparkling in holiday finery and eagerly anticipating the beginning of a new year in an entirely unfamiliar setting. The photographs of the evening are colorful, capturing the carefree mood we all shared on rather spectacular evening. Of course it never crossed our minds that in less than a year, we would be seeing the very setting of our conversation and celebration destroyed by terrorists.
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