When I look back at what happened last Tuesday (22nd March 2016), it feels almost like watching a movie, but during the event I was shaken to the core.
My wife Ashuwini and our little one Yukta were scheduled to travel to India on 22nd March 2016 from Brussels airport. Since we don’t live in Brussels itself, but about 60km away in Ghent, we had to leave early in the morning. We woke up at 4am to catch the first bus to Ghent St-Pieters station, where we hopped on the 6am train to the airport. We arrived there at about 7am.
My wife Ashuwini and our little one Yukta were scheduled to travel to India on 22nd March 2016 from Brussels airport. Since we don’t live in Brussels itself, but about 60km away in Ghent, we had to leave early in the morning. We woke up at 4am to catch the first bus to Ghent St-Pieters station, where we hopped on the 6am train to the airport. We arrived there at about 7am.
Everything went smoothly. We checked
in our luggage with Etihad and got our boarding passes. We were on our way to
the security check, when Yukta decided she needed to pee J So we took care of her emergency and after some tantrums,
we finally reached the security check. As I was saying farewell to my wife and
daughter, a policeman with a dog was checking the dustbins close to us and
found nothing suspicious. My wife and my daughter then walked off towards the
security check and I looked at my phone to see when I could catch my train back
to Ghent. That very moment a loud BOOM echoed around us. It was 8 in the
morning.
