Mohamed Rafi remembers December 8 as a wet Sunday.
In fact, he recalls the torrid downpour as one of the worst he’s seen over the years.
Even before the melee had begun, the heavens had opened up over Little India.
“It started pouring at 4pm, and stayed that way for the next few hours,” he said.
His hole-in-the-wall shop boasts a painterly feast of medicated balms, imported candy and multi-lingual entertainment magazines.
A medley of international calling cards overwhelm his storefront – capturing the attention of nearby pedestrians.
Having set up shop at the mouth of Chander Road exiting into Race Course Road, the 36-year-old Permanent Resident only realised that something was amiss when a succession of police vehicles pulled up not too far from his premises at about 10pm.
“I couldn’t see much because of the rain but it was so noisy I could’ve lost my ears,” he articulates with a timely shrug of the shoulders.
The wailing sirens of government vehicles did little to silence the emphatic crowd.
Fearing for his safety, he made a speedy exit via Baboo Lane which was now bottle necked with vehicles trying to flee the scene.
“The question here is not about right or wrong. Someone has paid with his life – you can’t undo that.