Quoted from an Arab News article: A young man described what ran through his mind before he escaped in a separate rescue. “I thought to myself, ah, this is how I will die,” Tatsuro Ishikawa, his face bruised and cut, told NHK as he sat in striped hospital pajamas.



Amidst flood of tears let there be also flood of love.
Beneath the ruble and mud, hope will rise and multiply.
There is God. He allows things to happen for various reasons.
We wouldn't know it now, but later we'll do.

(The world is beset with calamities where people are either mourning for their dead or waiting for death to get them....to them, my prayers).

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