7/7 was just any other day for Mustafa Kurtuldu, our beloved designer, except that he had a meeting with government officials about voluntary working and helping the youth.

There was no way for him to have guessed that the screeching Circle line train approaching Liverpool Street Station had a bomb waiting to blow before the next stop. The 3rd carriage containing the bomb passed him by, and although he never looked towards that carriage, surely ordinary men and women, going about their daily lives boarded it.

8:51 and “The train jumped up as though it had driven over a huge lump of concrete. All the lights went out. Passengers started screaming”. He was at the 5th carriage, safe from the explosion but not saved from the corollary of the blast.

The bombings were the work of a crazy coterie claiming to have done it in the name of faith. It’s very ironic and utterly demented of the perpetrators not to have realised that not only have they committed an act prohibited in religion, an act of great sin - murdering innocent people, but they’ve left the very same nation that they claim to share the same faith with vulnerable and with a bad name. Thanks to the acumen of British public and officials, there was no room for anyone to exploit this tragedy and incite hatred against any part of the British community.

It is also sad and somehow not the right time that we only start introspection once such a terrible atrocity has occurred - even renowned columnists like Robert Fisk of The Independent started to question the loss of civilian life being labelled “barbaric” when it happens in London but “collateral damage” when it occurs in Iraq. This is exactly what the terrorists wanted us to think - so it’s not right, right?

Our prayers and thoughts go to those that have lost their life on the terrible atrocities that happened on 7/7 and we wish that nothing of this nature happens again. Our greatest admiration to the spirit, courage and resilience of Londoners in standing fast against this evil. London will prevail.