Friday, November 25, 2005

November 25, 2005

Imagine this. Your house was shaken down in 45 seconds. Most of your family is now dead. Your injuries are life-threatening so you are transferred to an unknown hospital. You are hearing foreign languages that you don't understand. You are transferred from one hospital to another to get better care. Now, you must put all your trust and faith in total strangers. Decisions about your health, your care and your future. Their eyes gaze at you with that full trust and faith, hoping and praying that things will all be ok.

After a disaster, life still must go on. Although many stores were destroyed, there are still stores that have opened in unstable and half fallen buildings. A man tries to sell his goods in a store that is surrounded by dangling wires, precarious pieces of hanging roof and doors that are only half standing. In Balakot, a man looks through the debris to find his barber chair. He pulls it out, dusts it off, and in the middle of a pile of rubble, offers barber services again.

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