"Has
Your home been spared, Sir!"
“Has your home been spared,
Sir,” asks eight years old Wasim even before
asking my identity. I was on my way up to Tilawadi
village on the last-but-one hill along the LoC
(Line of Control) near Uri, J & K. My answer
in the affirmative helped bring a flash of smile
on the face of this toddler victim of the killer
earthquake.
Wasim was on his way to the grocery
store one-and-half kilometre downhill. His father
was still bed-ridden, after being severely injured
in the quake. While Wasim’s mother fends
his younger siblings and the household, he had
to take a trip or two everyday to fetch grocery
or medicines from Balkote village.
Wasim looked tired and pensive,
quite unlikely for a Kashmiri kid of his age;
normally. “Sir, if you can give me five
rupees I would have biscuits. I didn’t bring
money for that,” inquired Wasim. I obliged
happily and he returned it by allowing me to take
a few photographs the way I asked for.
I was lagging far behind my team
of Kashmiri youth who had volunteered to accompany
me for post-quake survey in the inaccessible areas.
After a good one hour of trekking we made it to
our first destination, Tilawadi village.
The septuagenarian Ghulam Ahmed
Mir of Tialwadi greeted us amidst taking stocks
of the debris where once stood his three-story
house. We said to be from the media and not from
NGO, just to make the villagers’ expectation
minimum and to not get an exaggerated figure of
the damage. His 16-member family now takes shelter
under the open sky. He rescued his son Bashir,
daughter-in-law as well as two grandchildren,
which included a baby girl of 18-day old. All
of them are recuperating, while Bashir is still
admitted in Baramulla District Hospital with serious
injuries. We bid adieu but this gentleman did
not forget to offer us tea and food in a true
spirit of Kashmiri hospitality. However, we saluted
Ghulam for his benevolence and promised him to
oblige his invitation later.
We were running out of time to
start our relief work as snow fall was about to
start with December coming. Our team proceeded
further uphill but the running around on the hills
with empty stomach was already taking the toll.
Then we caught attention of Subedar C P Sharma
near Tilawadi Army Post. He enquired about us
and invited our team for lunch. That was a welcome
break. The jawans were already hosting a few nearby
villagers for a meal when we joined them.
From our taxi driver at Srinagar
to the villagers near the LoC, everybody is now
singing praise for the Indian Army. As for Kashmir,
nobody else can reach out to the nook and corner
better than the Army. And they seemed to have
done a good job, whether rescuing people from
debris, taking them to hospitals to feeding them.
It was visible the way villagers have started
saying ‘Our Army, from ‘The Indian
Army’. The earthquake has changed the equation
now. The snow-capped peak in front of us is referred
to as in ‘the other side’, which was
once identified as ‘Azad Kashmir’
by the locals.
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