On the 8th October 2005, an earthquake measuring 7.6 on the Richter scale devastated the region, resulting in over 80,000 deaths with approx 2.8 million people being displaced. The ripples of this earthquake still exist. At the time I was working in a call centre. That earthquake changed my life.
The boy in the picture is called Hammad. He was just 1 years old when the tremors demolished his house as he slept, instantly killing his father Maroof and sister Shazia who was only 3. Fortunately his mother ashrafa was not in the house at the time as she was taking her 3 other children Aslam, Ashraf and Sabeeha to school.
When she returned to the house news was broken to her that Hammad had died along with his father and sister and his body was under the rubble. She grieved for her losses and the following day, hungry and desperate she started to dig through the huge boulders of rubble which once formed her home in search of food. It was at this point, 24 hours later that she heard cries coming from the ground. She frantically began digging and started screaming for help as neighbours and volunteers came to her aid. The familiar voice and cries sounded just like her baby Hammad. Can you imagine what she must have gone through? She began to see parts of his body under all the mess and with the help of others was finally able to pull him out. That was 10 years ago today and although Hammad was alive he was badly injured. He is still unable to walk but alhamdulillah we are able to support him and his family.
By the grace of Allah I have been able to sponsor Hammad for the past 3 years and will continue to do so until I can Insha Allah. I can't wait to visit him one day and meet the son who is just like mine.
If you would like to support Hammad and his family with medical costs or improvements to his home please donate