I was typing in my laptop when
the earthquake started shaking me at around 6.23pm on Sunday, 18th
September, 2011. My laptop was on my bed, and I was on a stool. It’s not a
comfortable position because I had to stoop a little to be able to put both my
hands on the laptop keyboard.
My daughter, Prakriti, 7, was
reading her homework. She was sitting next to me on bed. There was no
electricity, so we, my daughter and I, were working in the light of a lamp.
When I felt the first tremor, I took
it as a normal shaking of the objects inside the room because of the vibration.
My house is nearby the main road, so I often feel vibrations whenever a heavy
vehicle passes by.
At first, I didn’t think it
otherwise. But when the tremor became stronger and consistent, the idea of
earthquake flashed in my mind. Suddenly, I was in panic.
‘Oh dear! The earthquake!’
When these words escaped out of
my mouth, my daughter, who had already felt the shaking and was looking at me
aghast, screamed and jumped into my lap. I held her firmly with my right hand
and tried to soothe her. But no word came out of my mouth.
I slowly arose and took stand
against the nearest wall. I dragged my daughter with me.
‘God! When will it be gone?’, I
prayed.
Meanwhile, my wife, sister-in-law
and mother also came rushing toward us and held us tightly. The ground had
become a cradle, and we the babies in it. Helpless! And forced to be swinging.
Even though the ground under me
was trembling, I was sure that my house was not going to be demolished so
easily. It is a non-storied house. Therefore, I did not have the panic which my
neighbours had at the time. That’s why, I did not run out of my house as they
did during the earthquake. I saw they were running on the road in search of a
safer place! They made such big houses using their earning of whole life. And
now, they were looking for safety somewhere else! What an irony! If one’s house
cannot provide enough security in the time of need, then what’s the use of it?