Nepal Earthquake: When the Nation Turned Into a Cemetery
Three years after a massive earthquake hit Nepal, a journalist recalls the horrors of reporting on the ground.
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(On the fourth anniversary of the devastating Nepal earthquake that killed about 9,000 people, we are republishing this story from our archives. It was originally published on 23 April 2018.)
25 April 2015.
On a lazy holiday afternoon, my ringing phone broke the silence; I picked up absent-mindedly. The voice on the other end asked – ‘will you go to Nepal?’
It had been almost three hours since a massive earthquake hit Nepal. I immediately responded with an affirmative.
Kathmandu’s Tribhuvan International Airport was not functioning at the time. So there was no clarity on whether to go by road or take a flight. I disavowed my laziness and left for office. Finally, at 55 minutes past 12, I booked a ticket for a SpiceJet flight from Delhi to Kathmandu.
By the next afternoon, the death toll had reached 2,500. At 1:30 in the afternoon, when our flight was crossing over Lucknow airspace, the flight captain made an announcement – all operations at Kathmandu airport have been shut down because of renewed earthquake tremors in Nepal, hence the flight would return to Delhi.
News of fresh tremors made everybody on the flight restless. Everyone wanted to get to Nepal as soon as possible, but there was no way. Sitting inside that airplane, a great modern marvel in itself, I thought to myself that when mother nature decides to get down to it, she can make humans so helpless.
After general chaos and confusion at the Delhi airport, the plane finally took off again after five hours. When the plane finally touched down in Kathmandu it was 10 at night. As soon as the aircrafts’ doors opened, a gust of cold air sent shivers of a strange fright down my spine.
But crowds of people at the departure gates were clearly visible through the glass windows. This was the time when everybody was in a hurry to leave Nepal. But we had come there to stay, to cover the very same scenes of devastation.
Upon reaching Hotel Annapurna, I noticed there were people everywhere, from the lobby to the sofas and chairs. All of them were tourists but had left their hotel rooms to sleep outside.
Tired and exhausted, we abandoned all worries about the earthquake to higher powers and went up to our rooms on the second floor and collapsed in bed.
The stench of dead bodies trapped under the scattered rubble permeated the air.
No local help was available and phones and internet weren’t working.
After wandering for some time, I reached a relief camp in the Nepal Election Commission's Park. People had built makeshift shelters using flimsy plastic bag and bamboo sticks. Women, children, elderly, locals, foreigners – all of them reflected a pathetic sight.
Forget food, water and shelter, the people in dire need of basic necessities were lamenting their fates. One noticeable thing in that crowd was of people who still had houses standing, but fears of fresh tremors had driven them to live out in the open.
Of the 14 highest mountain peaks in the world, eight are in Nepal and one of them is Mount Everest. This small and beautiful country in the lap of the Himalayas hosts nearly 5 lakh tourists annually, half of whom come there for trekking.
Because of the earthquake, everything was stalled and a large number of foreign mountaineers were forced to stay in relief camps. These tourists travelling for a specific purpose carry tents and food with them, so their condition was better than the other people in the camp.
I witnessed something extraordinary there. The sight of pet dogs running around among kids – most of them were white furry Pomeranians. Later on, I noticed that Nepalese are very fond of pet dogs and Pomeranian is the favourite breed.
Leaving the camp, I took a taxi to Bhaktapur, another earthquake ravaged area. Bhaktapur, situated 13 kilometres away on the eastern corner of Kathmandu, is known as the cultural capital of Nepal and is a tourist hub. Attractions ranged from the Lion Gate, Golden Gate, the palace of 55 windows, and an ancient Shiva temple, among many others.
I had been to Bhaktapur 10 years back during a conference of Indo-Pakistani journalists. My mind was full of hazy memories from the time. But when I got out of the taxi in Bhaktapur, my heart sank.
When I finally got a break from work, I thought of food. But there had been no change in conditions by the evening of 27 April. All shops and restaurants were shut. After a lot of searching, we found a roadside stall. Tired and hungry, we just sat down without thinking much. I don’t remember how the food tasted... but the price for a plate of rice, dal, and potatoes was Rs 800.
A large number of my fellow journalists were doing the rounds of far-flung areas in the air force and NDRF helicopters. So, I decided to stay on the ground. Rescue teams from 35 countries, including India, and journalists from dozens of countries were present in Nepal.
The death toll had crossed a thousand in Kathmandu alone. At every turn, mounds of rubble, workers involved in rescue relief operations, and common people with masks on their faces could be seen.
Apart from this, thousands of people in districts like Sindhupalchouk, Nuwakot, Dhading, Bhaktpur, Gorkha, Kavera, Lalitpur, and Rasuas were killed in the earthquake.
After much pleading, I managed to convince a taxi driver to take me to Sankhoo village. It must have been about 17-18 kilometres from Kathmandu. When we reached there after an hour and a half, my mind became numb. It felt like I was on the sets of the 1947 Hollywood movie Earthquake, rather than in a village. Collapsed houses and signs of devastation were everywhere. It felt as if someone had taken a road roller and razed the village of narrow lanes to the ground.
Tying a handkerchief around my face, I inched closer. A local villager told me they feared that that four people, including a 10-year-old child, were buried under the rubble.
In Sankhu, 25 people had been killed and more than 250 were missing. The search was on, but the extent of the devastation dimmed hopes with every passing minute.
Life on the streets of Kathmandu started to get back on track by the fifth day of the earthquake, ie, 29 April. On the same day, I reached Thanapati village of Nuwakot district, 70 kilometres from Kathmandu. To reach the village on top of a hill, we had to hike up a steep climb of five kilometres.
But upon reaching that village nestled among blue skies and fluffy white clouds, we realised that life returning to normalcy in the cities was just half the truth.
People themselves were working on stumbling attempts to reclaim their fallen homes.
Around 3 crore people were affected by it in one way or another.
Despite financial aid from across the world, three years on, Nepal is still not fully back on its feet. Even today, hundreds of people are compelled to live in relief camps away from their homes.
(Journalist Neeraj Gupta had covered the earthquake- ravaged Nepal in 2015 as a correspondent with IBN7)
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