ONE day, when Bali was trying to calm down, Sabri, 25, ventured to recall a black day one year ago. At Paddy's Bar in Legian, Bali, his body trembled intensely. "It's here, here," he said in broken and indistinct language. He stood at a corner of the front yard of the former café devastated by the bombings of October 12 last year. He was gazing. It was his first return to the place after one year. Sabri did not weep, but his face betraye