This was the night I truly understood what the concept 'Nation' meant. I could not sleep the whole night. Literally felt like screaming at the top of my voice. Understood the meaning of heart-bleeding. Till this day, the sore has not gone, the wound is still green. Almighty give me strength, that I may live to see the day when 26/11 would be avenged, when each drop of blood shed by my countrymen will be avenged, and justice will be served. Then only, and not before, will my countrymen who had to lay down their lives in front of Islamic madness from Pakistan be able to sleep easy.. Please share your reactions and what thoughts you were going through on that night, and the days after the events of 26/11 unfolded..