Yes, I am Witnessed

Some times, your heart could be touched or shaken so strongly which can change your entire journey of life. It probably can grabbed you into the well of responsibilities, and the water could put you down to be a common man. I believe some souls can hear the voices out of his world, which can give him a throttle to jumped in to the wide ocean, and the connection between every single living/breathing creature, can pulled him out from his shell. But sorry to say that most of us want to stay in that well, muted out from every thing. Only the living souls can cross the distance of this well to the depth of ocean.  

It was a bright sunny day of August 28th 2010. After heavy rain which poured for days and finally  come to and end and I was there in Sawat, nothern ares of Pakistan for just to capture catastrophic disaster  moments and distributing  the food in effective families. But the vanished valley and its ailing people with washed away homes and dead animals stunned me and my camera. The little dwelling castles turned into ruins leaving no trace of their existence  The catastrophic flood disaster has turned the valley into a silent graveyard. 

I was capturing the distribution of food, while a little girl came to me and kept staring at me and the food truck. She pointed her ID card to me for the Food. She did not belongs to the place where we were distributing the food. The guys who were distributing the food denied her twice. After a moment i saw that girl coming with my truck driver who belongs to that flooded area. He requested me to listen her for a while as her language was her own which belongs to that part of the country. Before starting conversation with the girl and my driver, I asked the distributing guys why you don't give her pack of food and they told me the same story which I was expecting. I call some of the local guys who were helping us to distribute the food packs to the local populace to identify the girl, if her family is really effected in the flood disaster. No one confirmed her identity. The girls bursts into tears without voice. I was looking her eyes and hear some broken words from those barren lips which were in her native language. i couldn't understand any of her words, but  her eyes speaks to me very loud and clear and made me kneel  down and made me helpless. I couldn't resist my self from drowning in her deep ocean like eyes. I were on my knees, my breathes were getting imbalanced, in a while I were not able to see any thing from my eyes because of salty water. I was screaming inside and at that moment I felt my self alone in that ocean where no one can help me. I just hold the driver's arm and shake him to translate what she said. The driver requested her to repeat what she said. But the girls eyes were turn on waterworks. When she start speaking "I am the only one Kid left  in my family and my mother. My Father, two brothers and my elder 2 sisters were in that house (she pointed her finger to the river) but I don't know where they gone when me and my Mom came back from Uncle's House. 

to be continued...........