For Chandni Chowk's denizens, the horror lingers beyond the headlines. "This bazaar has survived partitions, riots—now bombs? How do we rebuild trust?" pondered Kumar, surveying his stall's soot-blackened remnants as cleanup crews hauled away twisted metal. As the sun rose over the Red Fort's minarets, silhouetted against a smoggy dawn, Delhi mourned its dead and braced for answers. In a capital wearied by winter pollution and political din, this blast isn't just a scar—it's a siren, demanding vigilance in the shadow of history.
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