Unseen lessons from earthquake

The hills and the Great Himalayan range are a testament attesting to the fact the Nepal lies in a high-risk zone of possible massive earthquakes. Earthquakes of devastating nature can strike Nepal anytime and anywhere as has been the case since time immemorial.

On a political front, the Gorkha earthquake of April 25, for me has been a reflection of successive Nepali government’s shameless failure to take on preventive measures to ensure minimal harm during such calamities. But on a closer look, the fatalities, casualties and the destruction, invariably point to something we are yet to grasp as human beings with all our intellect which has the potential to be stretched to unbounded levels.

It is the use of our unbiased conscience that will lead us to unseen questions in times of such scenario where human efforts are rendered pitiably worthless by a merciless and frightening force, and where powerful and pervasive intellect is deliberately blinded for a cause. It is for our individual need that we understand this unexplained phenomenon, not just for preaching and seeking a spiritual answer. Just because a person escaped unscathed in the earthquake or during any such overwhelming force of any form of catastrophe, one should not discard the plight and the recurrent pangs in those sufferers who were at the receiving end of this jolt.

                                                                                                Sandesh Shrestha

                                                                                                Sub-Editor

                                                                                                English Desk- RSS

poems by Shyam Rimal

To Mother Earth

Why do you tremble mother Earth?

Did the huge fish that carries you changed its shoulder?

Or did the shesha naaga, the serpent king, changed its attacking

position?

Or did more sin spread around here?

Here man’s house is nothing

The trust of the foundation (of house) is with your own soft soil

Do not tremble anymore,

Here, people do not believe others

Even to their houses

The house has turned into a graveyard

All food grains have been buried here

Wealth of man here is just a house,

Whether it be a hut or a palace

Now man’s heart and mind goes

Towards lawns, paddy fields and barn

Leaving the house behind

The temples, mosques, stupas, and palaces

Are all the hard work of your offsprings

The dharahara tower had not left the ground

But was heading towards the sky

Carrying people within himself.

Oh achala, do not tremble much

Here when man gets frightened

The house is all darkness

Man, rather lives eating soil

But loses heart, if he leaves home

When soil, where heart is sown, is shattered,

Grains will not grow here

Have you read well the faces of man?

Who have not had a meal?