He was not Shravan Kumar...
But a Nepali young man of Barpak village
Carried his injured mother
on his own shoulder
Four kilometers in four hours
For the first aid
Just after the Himalayan earthquake
On 25th April 2015.
The road was absolutely damaged
Cracked at many places
Covered with rubble
But he did not hesitate
Walked non-stop over it
To save his mother's life
And finally he succeeded in his mission.
Reached to a health center
but there was no doctor
The doctor was injured too
The assistant could not save his mother
She lost her life
Due to excessive loss of blood
A mother died
keeping her injured head
On the lap of her son
He felt a vibration inside
It was the another quake for him
That no one else felt.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem