Showing posts with label Monsoon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Monsoon. Show all posts

Saturday, 7 August 2010

Catastrophe

'It's a catastrophe... and that's no overstatement',
Adam Mynott, BBC

The worst floods in Pakistan's history have hit at least 14 million people, the government relief agency says. According to Gen Nadeem Ahmed, of the National Disaster Management Authority (NDMA), that figure only covers Khyber Pakhtoonkhwa and Punjab provinces. The full figure is likely to be much higher, with at least half a million evacuated in Sindh.


"We have an atom bomb, but we have no helicopters and boats for rescue, no machinery to clear the roads and build temporary bridges quickly. We are just not geared to enable people in a crisis,"
Mohammad Haroon, Lawyer, Nowshera, BBC



This poem in the video was penned by the honourable Feroz Afridi and is recited here by a friend.

Friday, 6 August 2010

Flood Story 2

Gul Hassan, 70, is no stranger to adversity. Back in the 1980s, fighting in his native Afghanistan forced him to flee along with his family to neighbouring Pakistan, where he started a new life in the refugee settlement of Hajizai, located on a riverbank in the northwestern part of the country.

But over the past week, the most severe flooding in over 70 years inundated his old home and forced him to flee for a second time. For six days, he and his sons have been living in the open on the pavement of a roadway, while his wife and daughters are sleeping with friends.

"It was midnight, when the water levels suddenly began to rise," says Hassan. His remaining belongings, those the family had managed to carry with them, lay heaped under plastic sheeting on the pavement. "There have been floods in the past too," he continues, but these were the worst in living memory. "This was devastating".

Flood waters are still flowing through the nearby settlement and it is raining again. Relief organizations are struggling to reach victims in areas that have been cut off by the flooding as roads and scores of bridges have been washed away whilst on a nearby bridge, a crowd of children has gathered to watch as the dark brown waters begin to rise again.

Hassan is one of the more than 1.5 million people displaced by the worst floods Pakistan has seen in a generation. Included in that number are some 700,000 people like Hassan, who have already been dispaced by conflicts-in Afghanistan or in Pakistan itself-and who therefore find themselves homeless for a second time. His family is among some 10,000 Afghan families living in four refugee villages destroyed by the flood waters.

UNHCR
(adapted from
this report by Rabia Ali, Peshawar, August 2010)


Thursday, 5 August 2010

Flood Story 1

We never thought the waters would rise so high. I was away at my aunt's house in the Nowshera Cantonment area. When the waters overflowed the river, I got worried.

My relatives said to wait until the tide ebbs, but it kept rising, and soon it was clear that my part of the city had drowned.

My mother died. She was old and diabetic and couldn't climb to the third floor of the house to avoid drowning.

My younger brother, who is only 12, tried to drag her up. She was washed away. We haven't found her body. My brother is traumatised.

My relatives said to wait until the tide ebbs, but it kept rising, and soon it was clear that my part of the city had drowned.

My mother died. She was old and diabetic and couldn't climb to the third floor of the house to avoid drowning.

My younger brother, who is only 12, tried to drag her up. She was washed away. We haven't found her body. My brother is traumatised.
Alamzeb, Nowshera
BBC, August 2010

Tuesday, 3 August 2010

A Journey Through Devastation

Two thousand dead and a further 2.5 million people affected. Villages have been swept away and as many as 27 thousand people could be stranded and food is running out.

A relief worker for Save the Children blogs from Khyber Pakhtoonkhwa.
Images from Getty Images.

Friday, 30 July 2010

Deluge

The monsoon floods in Khyber Pakhtoonkhwa and surrounding areas are a reminder of the helplessness of the ordinary folk and the suffering they continue to endure.

I have family affected by the rising waters, the panic and the scramble for safety. Latest reports say that 400,000 are already displaced in the biggest floods in the area since 1929.

Retribution? Wrath? I don't know. We have suffered greatly - may Allah keep us all in care. It is our duty to step in now and after the waters reside to help rebuild.

pictures taken from the BBC/Associated Press

Monday, 20 July 2009

Monsoon

I've never seen anything like the past 24 hours. The dying drainage system in Karachi is unable to cope with the monsoon rains that we're experiencing. Then of course, the power goes out, plunging the entire city into an existence that existed pre-electricity - the lights and the fans go out and you begin to feel the oppressive heat rise. Some cope with UPS temporary systems. Others run their own mini generators, but the majority of this city of 18 million live with darkness and wait it out hoping that their domestic water supply doesn't run out.

Last night we needed a taxi to get to the airport to pick up my brother. At 3am, the city was completely dark and knee high in water. There were people - mostly the homelesss who don't even qualify for a cramped room in the slums - sleeping out under makeshift canopies. I tried to navigate by virtue of a pen torch and kept close to the crumbling walls and steps of nearby buildings, but at one point I found myself having to wade through a flooded road when I lost footing after a wrong step. This water, which killed at least 30 people, is the mix of rain and sewerage that laps gently along what people in Karachi would probably called side-walks. Of course in the dark, you're completely unsure where the pot holes are and what other foul things are in the water. There's the stench, litter and rotting food, even before you get to the more grim things like vermin, snakes, effluence and disease. Should the electricity suddenly come on, then the fallen electric cables add to the death-traps. My skin was itching when I got home and I felt like I needed a full sterilisation. In the end there was no running transport and I barely slept because there was no way that I could get to the airport to pick up my brother. The contacts at the airport did not answer our calls and then the phone networks began to come down.

I don't know how the people of Karachi continue to live with this. This is a country with a chronic illiteracy rate and a health system that is running on empty. The basics, such as clean piped water are missing and yet billions have been spent by unstable governments on a nuclear bomb. My family here question every aspect of this country's governance - from the war on terror, corruption and failure to meet basic needs. Add to that a complete sense of paranoia about the country's legitimacy and purpose and the continuing border issues with Afghanistan and India. The conflicts in the Pashtoon and Baloch heartlands are the symptoms that stem from a sense of neglect and exclusion. Pakistan's short history is one of a catalogue of wide-scale corruption, political disasters and bouts of military dictatorships, loot and further loot. It currently ranks as 138 on the world peace index and there's a common belief that Pakistan relies on disasters and conflicts surrounding it so that aid continues to pour in.

During the day, when your eyes begin to adjust, despite having accepted it earlier, the reality that Karachi is one of the world's most filthiest places, really begins to dawn on you.

At least I have the option to fly out.
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