The morning after the Storm – Surviving a disaster
A national tragedy, a devastating disaster that proved how insignificant we are compared to nature's plan. Seismologists had long predicted an earthquake of such magnitude, but the massive damage and loss of lives was not. When I first heard about the earthquake and was told that the iconic Dharahara tower no longer exists, my dreams and hopes for my country were shattered. Like millions of Nepali staying abroad, I too felt helpless. May be the fact that I couldn't share what my country and my family were facing was the saddest part of all. April 27, 2015 became the darkest day to remember. During all the chaos and despair; there was something that shone and rose. It was - HOPE. Hope that Nepal will rise again from the rubles. Hope that Dharahara will be re- built. Hope that individuals can work together in unity and restore what was lost. Hope that lives can be saved. The strange thing about Hope is that it can conquer anything- a mountain, a river or even death. Civilians