Artikel vom August 2010

Pakistan-Tagebuch

Detlef Hiller, Kindernothilfe-Koordinator in Pakistan, berichtet täglich aus dem Katastrophengebiet.

31. August 2010

Auch hier im Nordwesten sind nicht alle Menschen gleich: Haben gestern mit unseren Leuten Wasserfilter in einem 30 Jahre alten Lager afghanischer Kriegsflüchtlinge verteilt. Die Hütten am Kanal sind alle komplett zerstört. Alle Habseligkeiten fort. Obwohl im Nordwesten sonst zumindest die Lebensmittelversorgung funktioniert, hilft hier niemand. Es sind ja keine Einheimischen! Wir muessen dran bleiben!

Pakistan-Tagebuch

Detlef Hiller, Kindernothilfe-Koordinator in Pakistan, berichtet täglich aus dem Katastrophengebiet.

29. August 2010

Gestern nach langer Reise mit diversen Unterbrechungen wieder in Islamabad angekommen. Wir haben uns ein Bild über die Lage im suedl. Punjab gemacht. In Kotadu brachen zwei Daemme von Bewaesserungskanaelen mitten in der Nacht. Die Flut kam überraschend. Auch Ziegelhäuser sind eingestürzt. Alles wurde verloren. Wir haben u.a. Ein wildes Camp besucht, in dem ca. 300 Familien gestrandet sind ohne jede Versorgung. Wir konnten eine geplante Hilfslieferung unserer Partner dahin umleiten. Aber das wird noch einige Tage dauern, da zunächst noch eine andere Verteilung stattfindet. Hoffentlich halten die Kinder es so lange aus!

Pakistan-Tagebuch

Detlef Hiller, Kindernothilfe-Koordinator in Pakistan, berichtet täglich aus dem Katastrophengebiet.

28. August 2010

Gestern haben wir hier oben im Nordwesten Dörfer am Kabul-River besucht. Hier begann das Drama. Am 28. Juli kam morgens um 4 das Wasser und stieg bis zu vier Meter. Es blieb mehrere Tage. Die Häuser sehen z.T. aus wie nach einem Erdbeben. Die Nutztiere sind größtenteils ertrunken. Lebensmittel sind hier im Nordwesten dank der Hilfe ausreichend vorhanden. Aber der Wiederaufbau hat noch gar nicht begonnen. Die Menschen sitzen in den Trümmern ihrer Existenz und versuchen zu reinigen und zu retten was noch zu verwenden ist.

Pakistan-Tagebuch

Detlef Hiller, Kindernothilfe-Koordinator in Pakistan, berichtet täglich aus dem Katastrophengebiet.

27. August 2010

Wir arbeiten uns weiter nach Norden vor. Hier im suedl. Punjab hat das Wasser etwa 500000 Häuser zerstört. Hier fließen große Flüsse in den Indus. Das fruchtbare und dicht besiedelte Land dazwischen ist jetzt eine Seelandschafft. Die Versorgung der Menschen ist sehr ungleich, sowohl aufgrund von Erreichbarkeit als auch aufgrund von Diskriminierung mancher Volksgruppen. Es ist gut, dass unsere Partner und zunehmend auch internationale Organisationen auftreten, die keine Unterschiede machen.

Pakistan-Tagebuch

Detlef Hiller, Kindernothilfe-Koordinator in Pakistan, berichtet täglich aus dem Katastrophengebiet.

26. August 2010

Konnte gestern 3 wilde Camps südlich von Sukkur besuchen, 3 von hunderten! Die Familien haben sich notdürftig in Schulen oder anderen öffentlichen Gebäuden niedergelassen. Viele leben seit dem 9. August, als das Wasser plötzlich kam, einfach auf den etwas hoeher gelegenen Straßen. Die Versorgung der Menschen war an allen drei Orten völlig unzureichend. Weder Regierung noch UN Organisationen sind bisher aufgetaucht. Unsere Leute werden die Versorgung so schnell wie möglich übernehmen. Bin jetzt auf dem Weg nach Norden, in den südlichen Punjab, der ebenfalls schwer betroffen ist. Dort finden heute zwei Verteilungen von uns statt.

Pakistan-Tagebuch

Detlef Hiller, Kindernothilfe-Koordinator in Pakistan, berichtet täglich aus dem Katastrophengebiet.

25. August 2010

Gestern Abend haben wir noch alles in die Wege geleitet, um den Hungernden auf der anderen Seite des Indus sofort eine Wochenration Nahrung zukommen zu lassen. Jetzt fahren wir nach Süden, um weitere wilde Camps anzusehen, in denen wir so schnell wie möglich Hilfe leisten wollen. Jeder arbeitet hier so schnell er kann, aber Personalkapazitäten sind begrenzt und das Gebiet riesig.

Pakistan-Tagebuch

Detlef Hiller, Kindernothilfe-Koordinator in Pakistan, berichtet täglich aus dem Katastrophengebiet.

24. August 2008

Wir waren gerade auf der anderen Seite des Indus. In einem wilden Lager. Einige hundert Patienten wurden von unseren Leuten behandelt. Die Kinder sind in einem extrem schlechten Zustand. Die Menschen betteln uns an um eine Hilfslieferung Nahrungsmittel. Wir werden dort Kinderzentren eroffnen, in denen die Kinder Essen bekommen. Wir müssen so schnell wie möglich beginnen.

Pakistan-Tagebuch

Detlef Hiller, Kindernothilfe-Koordinator in Pakistan, berichtet von nun an täglich aus dem Katastrophengebiet. 

23. Aug. 2010 07:57
Gestern nachmittag in Sukkur eingetroffen. Vor und hinter der Stadt ist alles überflutet. Stadt selbst blieb weitgehend verschont. Die Ärmsten, mit denen wir schon lange arbeiten, hatten ihre Hütten jenseits der Flutmauern. Sie haben alles verloren, leben auf der Straße, fallen durch alle Raster und werden nur durch unsere Leute versorgt.

Witnessing the Rage of Indus

Vom Kindernothilfe-Partner SSEWA-Pak PME aus Pakistan erreichte uns folgender Bericht:
We visited Upper Sindh to analyze the situation in targeted districts. The main motive was to document present conditions and to coordinate with local authorities. Second agenda on the list was to assess partners in field and resources those are available and can be tapped down from UN and other donors.

While crossing the Indus at Sukkur the river gave a nerve-racking expression as no one among the team members have ever seen it on this pinnacle before. The span between the banks was near to 2 km and the water was touching upper bank walls, searching weak edges to spurt out. The suburbs of Sukkur city were swarming with displaced people from different villages that came or threatened to come underwater, even Sukkur city was under chaos that the water has entered the city premises. The road to Sheikarpur was busy with heavy loads carrying displaced people.

The main highway to Kandhkot was blocked because water from Tori Band in up river, got breached that halted the movement from either side. There were controverses on Tori Band breach, because local people say that it was an official fix to save lands of notables. Not all the routs to Kandhkot were blocked, so the team picked another road, which was safe so far. Almost all the villages seen on the way were deserted giving a haunted feeling. The population was on the move to safer grounds and the road was overcrowded with families either walking or utilizing every possible means of transportation and farmers taking their animals to get out of the area, which was under threat to be hit by floodwater anytime.

On visiting the UC Ghouspur the scene was not different: people were on the roadside with their belongings loading in trucks and other means of transportations, the fares were rocketing as they have tripled for taking few kilometers away from the affected area. Still many decided to stay on the roadside, because they can’t afford the sky-high fares and wanted to keep an eye on the housing structures that were still standing in the water. The misery on their face was obvious from distance as water washed away all their hard work they’d done in the fields, as the entire community is attached to agriculture and few with farming fish.

The villages on the sides of canal RD 219 were the first to hit in the area by the breach in Tori Band in UC Ghouspur.

One wall of Mushtak’s house collapsed, while he told his story
Mushtak, son of Aleef Khan, comes from the village Saiful-Mirani. He told us his story while standing on the half submerged road and his house in the background about 70 meters away was surrounded by fast flowing water.
“I have a wife and two daughters. My uncle’s house is next to our house. We were preparing to leave our village and gathering all our belonging on the veranda of our house, when suddenly we heard the water coming. So we left everything; I took my family and moved to the roadside. The water never gave us a chance to collect a few necessary things and we are not able to go and take things out, because the water current is high and since last three days it has not lessened, rather increased. I’m waiting for the opportunity to collect things for my family’s survival.”
Standing on a half drown road one can easily judge, that the water current is very high. It will wash away Mushtak’s belongings and house structure. One wall of the house collapsed with huge sound while Mushtak was expressing his views.

“We are starving!”
Gulab from the village Saiful-Mirani with his wife, three sons, daughter in-law and four grandchildren was able to save few things, before the water entered their village. “The roof of our house fell on our elder son. Luckily he could escape without any major injuries.”
Gulab was sitting in a bad mood and said: “Nobody came to support us. We are on the roadside starving. People just come and go – no help has come yet. Where should I go and take my children? I have nothing left! All my life’s gain is lost in this cruel waters.“

Murham lost his fish farm
Murham, son of Shafee Mohd, coms from the village Qaseer Khan Mirani. When we saw him, he was in the water trying to bring his belonging to a safe place. He was holding an electric wire attached to the nearby transformer, which in normal condition no one could imagine of trying the idea! He was shouting from other side of the canal that he lost everything including his fish farm, which was holding worth 2 million Rupees fish.

„I only saw water“

Dieser Augenzeugenbericht erreichte uns  von unserer Partnerorganisation ARO aus Pakistan.

“My name is Zadagai, my father’s name is Jilinder. We live in Touda Khazana, which is right at the bank of river Khazana. The night when the flood came was a nightmare for me and my family.

I was sleeping when I heard a loud noise. My father was shouting: ‘Wake up and run!’ I woke up and started weeping, because I was unable to understand what is going on. I only saw water, which was in the beginning up to my feet, but very soon I felt I was half drown. I asked my mother to help me. She gave me a hand and we started running towards the roadside to come out of our village, which was looking like itself a river.

Somehow we reached the road, but then my mother shouted for my brother Fida, because he was not with us. I saw my mother weeping terribly, all of us were weeping at that moment and my father was running madly and shouting ‘Fida! Fida!’ everywhere. It was dark and there were hundreds of people there, who were also searching their beloved ones. I thought this is the Day of Judgment.

The next morning I saw my brother’s body. He was killed by the flood. His body was found trapped in branches near the river bank. This was the saddest day of my life. Now we are like beggars looking for food and help. I hate floods.”

A boy was standing at the bank of a river while small waves gently touching, almost kissing his feet. He looked down and said: “You can kiss my feet a million times I will never ever forgive you for taking my loved ones”.