"Memories of that terror will remain with me forever. My father went outside to answer a call of nature and saw people running like mad past our hut. He shouts to mother, 'Hey, look at this! Why's everyone running? Why are my eyes burning. What's this smoke?' Mother starts coughing and he says, 'God knows what's happening, maybe it's qayamat (the day of reckoning)."

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