We trust the Gods
Yet fear them
We fear the demons
Yet trust them to stay out of our way
A mind at war
A mind at peace
A heart at chaos
A heart at ease
Fear and bravery
They go hand in hand
Such are these times
Grounds go hostile
So do the skies
Mother, she turns violent
Against her own child
With sore eyes and weak knees
And heavy heart we wait
Addicted to fear
Uncertain of fate
Such are these times
Mind keeps calm
But heart gives away
The pretense of strength.
Mind wants to hold peace
To feel certain, to believe.
But heart is feeble, fragile
Innocent as a child.
It knows no logic
Understands no theory
It believes what it sees
And what it sees
All around, consuming
Such are these times
Feeding off our fear
Killing us on the inside
Ruining our lives
It won’t stop
Until it eats us whole
Unless we again
Begin to hope
But not before that
It won’t just stop.
Such are these times.
Do you know fear?
I thought I did.
I’m not talking about the fear of not getting first in the class or the fear of not standing up to someone’s expectations or any of such other puny matters. No offence to anyone who’s had to feel those things, but you don’t really realize their triviality unless the real thing comes up… that genuine, real tension… that panic. That tight feeling in your guts and in your throat. When that pumping heart of yours tries to jump out of your throat and threatens to choke you.
I know now. Only death can ignite that fear. Death of you, your loved ones, your dreams, aspirations, possessions. And I am one of the lucky ones who didn’t have to face the worst of it!
But, now that I have felt it, I realize how phony all my old fears were. Useless. Meaningless.
So many dreams. Ambitions. So much struggle in life ever since the day you were born. And one day, one major earthquake comes along and it doesn’t take eight seconds to watch all those dreams wash away.
But do we then succumb to this uncontrollable fate of ours? Do we just let go? Stop struggling? Stop making efforts?
Of course not. We cannot let the thoughts of an uncertain tomorrow demean us from the path that we take today. We must not, by any means, give up to the feeling that we might not live to see the dawn. We have to persevere. For the next generation, and for the new Nepal. For, we may not live long, but our deeds will.
Since long have we spoken of, and dreamed of, building a new Nepal. Now, perhaps, is the time to really do so.
25 April, Sunday, 11:56 NST
An earthquake (later named Gorkha Earthquake) of magnitude 7.9 Richter Scale struck Saurpani, a VDC in Gorkha. It, along with other massive aftershocks, shook 11 disctricts in Nepal, including the neighboring districts of Chitwan and Nawalparasi, Sindhupalchowk, and the capital, Kathmandu.
Gorkha faces the worst nightmare, while Kathmandu, being a city based upon the valley basin (upon sedimentary rocks), also is in the gravest of dangers. It is Nepal’s largest earthquake ever since 1934 A.D. Death toll so far is 1400+ and rising by the hour.
A cloud of dust rise over the ruins that once stood proud as the heritage of not just Nepal but the World as well. At least, 5 sites of global cultural and historical value are down, including the UNESCO World Heritage sites of Kathmandu Durbar Square, Patan Durbar Square, Bhaktapur Durbar Square, Changu Narayan Temple (to name a few)
Those who find their head under a tent are the lucky ones.
26th April, Sunday, 12:54 NST
An aftershock of 6.7 magnitude struck 17 km south of Kodari at 12:54 NST and reignited the fear that had only just started to subside. As people became more detached from their houses and the source of proper information, rumors of a even bigger quakes (some up to 9 Richter Scale) started.
Panic really doesn’t help when you’re in an ancient city, surrounded by huge buildings on all sides, and with little open space to run to.
27th April, Monday
Aftershocks gradually decrease in magnitude but people are still afraid to go inside their homes (those who have one left, at least). Many survivors take courage and start volunteering for the rescue and support of those in needs.
Shortage of food and water is a possibility and the threat of a major epidemic outbreak looms.
Major quakes should be behind us, though. Theoretically, at least.
28th April, Tuesday
It is almost safe but light tremors could continue for weeks. Rescue missions and aids of various international communities accelerate. But the damage done has been huge and everyone needs to play their part. Even if that means going inside your home and leaving behind your tent for the one who hasn’t left any. Or just resuming your normal chores of life.
The three dark days in the history of Nepal are over but have been stamped onto our hearts forever. The fear and the terror is not easily forgotten. Neither would we want to. Let this be a lesson, a remembrance. A lesson in the importance of unity, togetherness, humanity, and the bond between two Nepali, regardless of his caste or class.
Thousands of people leave Kathmandu and return to their villages. Many weren’t with their parents and the loved ones during the disaster. They will want to be with one another for a while and make themselves believe that they really got through this.
Many will return to happier homes, many to an even sadder ones.
Many will stay where they are with nowhere to go, and once their fear subsides, the sorrow of losing everything they owed would hit upon them. My prayers goes out to them and it is them that we need to reach out first, helping in whatever way we can.
No matter what category of victim we belong to, we will all soon recuperate. We have to.
The days of darkness will pass, but we will all have to play our part for the new dawn.
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