Villagers from neighboring districts whose homes remained intact led the efforts to rescue people trapped under the rubble — digging with little more than their bare hands — and purchased burial shrouds, 20 meters of white linen, for the hundreds of people killed. They drove severely injured victims to hospitals hours away in their small, rundown Toyota Corollas. Relatives from across the province brought bread, rice and plastic tarps to make makeshift shelters. Dazed residents shuffled through the debris of their homes desperate to recover what they could: A bag of rice here, a teakettle there.
Up a winding riverbed from the aid distribution site, Sharif, 25, started sifting through the rubble of his family home around 4:30 a.m. on Friday morning, looking for any kitchen supplies and food he could find. Two hours later, as he pulled their freezer from the remains of one room, the wall of another came crashing down — drawing dozens of his neighbors who feared he had been trapped under the rubble.
Despite it all, he counted himself lucky. His entire family survived the earthquake on Wednesday after he woke up when the first tremors struck and told everyone to run to the yard — a lesson his parents had ingrained in him growing up in the mountains where nature itself waged a war on its residents.