Rambazar-15 Pokhara
1st floor
Approx 12pm
I was watching M&S on youtube lying on my cozy sofa while my sisters were doing facial at my side. Suddenly light went off and wifi stopped too.Soon my sofa started trembling. Damn, it was Earthquake.I ran grabbed a bunch of keys but I found all keys the same; same shape and same size but i managed to choose exactly the right one and opened the channel gate. My elder sister held her 3 yr old baby who was sleeping at the next room while the next sister called the other kids at the house who were painting at the veranda. We then immediately rushed towards the street. Everything was real and devastating vivid on my naked eyes. The roads still shook along with the buildings, poles everything. The movements sounded like it was about to rain heavily along with hailstorms. The cries of women and babies added much to everyone's fear. After few minutes which was a bit long though stopped. We took a long deep sigh hoping it won't occur again. Oh god! i realized we were barefooted and my sister was on her face pack all white.
We then sat by the side of road. This had already been telecasted by international medias thus got calls from everyone staying abroad but network hadn't worked well. Half an hour later, we climbed upstairs searched for radio and other supplies.As my head was spinning round and round I sat down on a chair. God again, my chairs shook then thought god wasn't going to show any mercy. Immediately we escaped swiftly back to street again.
The frequent tremor and aftershocks had already left every individuals to the saddest limit. None could predict what was going to be next. I realized how terrible it was to fight for life and how dear it is for everyone to live more. People might have realized wealth, luxuries, were nothing before disasters.
After that every Pokharelis had much fear that it might occur again. See it doesn't even take a single second to spread rumors. Social Networking sites made them much easier. We could neither stop believing them nor do anything else. We turned more vulnerable. My aunt and uncle live in Kathmandu. My family members got more worried about them.The frequent messages from other dear ones from Kathmandu made things more worse..
After quick dinner, I packed all my important stuffs.I couldn't manage to get into sleep. I tried after my body begged for some rest but poor my eyes would wake up after each minutes. I felt the floors shaken even when it wasn't. Once sofa shook again and it took my all dizziness away.The whole night I'd check the facebook and twitter, I'd see nothing besides the destructions and only destructions. How could I witnesss them?
I realized how hard it was to live in FEAR. I felt I would have died instead at once then to die every single second.There was no feeling of thirst nor hunger then. The only thing that striked my mind heavily was Earthquake and save as much as you can. The next second I felt I was sure to die not of Earthquake but of Heartattack.
The next morning I found myself lying on the floor on the corridor . I had somehow managed to sleep late in the early morning.
Then again during breakfast I scrolled down my facebook and twitter pages. The news feed were all covered with the condolences , prayers and thoughts from all around the globe. The devastating pictures left me speechless and awestruck.Who had thought Nepal would have to witness all this sufferings and disasters. The last time I could hear about Haiti and Japan, that day it was Nepal , my country incredibly beautiful naturally, culturally.I had a serious pain to know about the aids from the international countries and sectors all for Nepalese. My heart broke into pieces and eyes burst into tears.
I could no longer hear news or surf internet. I died within me. I was in real search of my soul.
1st floor
Approx 12pm
I was watching M&S on youtube lying on my cozy sofa while my sisters were doing facial at my side. Suddenly light went off and wifi stopped too.Soon my sofa started trembling. Damn, it was Earthquake.I ran grabbed a bunch of keys but I found all keys the same; same shape and same size but i managed to choose exactly the right one and opened the channel gate. My elder sister held her 3 yr old baby who was sleeping at the next room while the next sister called the other kids at the house who were painting at the veranda. We then immediately rushed towards the street. Everything was real and devastating vivid on my naked eyes. The roads still shook along with the buildings, poles everything. The movements sounded like it was about to rain heavily along with hailstorms. The cries of women and babies added much to everyone's fear. After few minutes which was a bit long though stopped. We took a long deep sigh hoping it won't occur again. Oh god! i realized we were barefooted and my sister was on her face pack all white.
We then sat by the side of road. This had already been telecasted by international medias thus got calls from everyone staying abroad but network hadn't worked well. Half an hour later, we climbed upstairs searched for radio and other supplies.As my head was spinning round and round I sat down on a chair. God again, my chairs shook then thought god wasn't going to show any mercy. Immediately we escaped swiftly back to street again.
The frequent tremor and aftershocks had already left every individuals to the saddest limit. None could predict what was going to be next. I realized how terrible it was to fight for life and how dear it is for everyone to live more. People might have realized wealth, luxuries, were nothing before disasters.
After that every Pokharelis had much fear that it might occur again. See it doesn't even take a single second to spread rumors. Social Networking sites made them much easier. We could neither stop believing them nor do anything else. We turned more vulnerable. My aunt and uncle live in Kathmandu. My family members got more worried about them.The frequent messages from other dear ones from Kathmandu made things more worse..
After quick dinner, I packed all my important stuffs.I couldn't manage to get into sleep. I tried after my body begged for some rest but poor my eyes would wake up after each minutes. I felt the floors shaken even when it wasn't. Once sofa shook again and it took my all dizziness away.The whole night I'd check the facebook and twitter, I'd see nothing besides the destructions and only destructions. How could I witnesss them?
I realized how hard it was to live in FEAR. I felt I would have died instead at once then to die every single second.There was no feeling of thirst nor hunger then. The only thing that striked my mind heavily was Earthquake and save as much as you can. The next second I felt I was sure to die not of Earthquake but of Heartattack.
The next morning I found myself lying on the floor on the corridor . I had somehow managed to sleep late in the early morning.
Then again during breakfast I scrolled down my facebook and twitter pages. The news feed were all covered with the condolences , prayers and thoughts from all around the globe. The devastating pictures left me speechless and awestruck.Who had thought Nepal would have to witness all this sufferings and disasters. The last time I could hear about Haiti and Japan, that day it was Nepal , my country incredibly beautiful naturally, culturally.I had a serious pain to know about the aids from the international countries and sectors all for Nepalese. My heart broke into pieces and eyes burst into tears.
I could no longer hear news or surf internet. I died within me. I was in real search of my soul.
