Mythologically the Greeks would say Atlas tried to move the globe from one shoulder to another, but what a day Mr. Atlas chose. I can now add to my achievements in my resume – Survived an 8.9 Richter scale earthquake. This will be one of those achievements where I have no role to play but left us all in Japan scared, muted and philosophical.
It’s been 5 and half months since I came to Japan and this is my third experience of an earthquake. The first one was in the first 15 days of landing here in Japan, I dint know what to do then, and when I mentioned this to a Japanese colleague he laughed it away. The second one was 3 days ago 7.2 Richter scale. I was mentally prepared for this one, probably because of the blind belief in technology, this left us with 15 seconds of swaying and interrupted my presentation to a customer. Life was normal after 15 seconds.
In India there is a belief third time you always get it right, and yes Mr. Atlas got it right. 8.9 Richter scale is 8000 times stronger than the one that hit New Zealand couple of weeks ago. I was on the 9th floor of the Bosch building in Shibuya, Tokyo. When the quake first started the first five seconds everyone at office ignored it for another quake which should not be given any attention. The next 5 seconds every body got up from their chairs and started looking at others, 5 seconds post that we were latching on to what ever we could find, the metal screens were swaying and hitting against the wall telling us that this was not an usual one. We wore our helmets, with a few of us going under the table. By this time I had a call from my wife back home and she ran down the stairs 4 floors as she saw some of the high rises oscillating like a pendulum. My story is of seeing it from inside the building and she saw it standing at the evacuation spot. Remember earth quake or any disaster is like bungee jumping, you never know how you will react till you have been there. While the standard procedure is to relax, wear a helmet and go under the table, my heart was telling me “ run forrest run “. Our call got cut off and we could not reach each other for the next three hours.
Once Mr. Atlas moved it to the other shoulder it dint seem to be in the right position so he moved again and that when the after shocks came, 10 mins after the quake. And this time we were not swaying we were moving up and down. This was the most horrible piece of experience of all. Our mind was already in panic mode and the after shocks just aggravated the situation. For the next few hours I could feel the chair moving though it wasn’t. It is 24 hours now and there were as many as 125 after shocks. Most of them measuring 6 and above.
I had to struggle a bit before I got home. Trains were not running and roads jammed. It was as if the whole of Tokyo was walking. Some knew they could not get home, so people thronged convenient stores for food and drinks, settled down on card board boxes in stores / ATM counters / train stations. And few others sat at hotels drinking. I could see school kids who could not go home form a group and walk home or find a place to stay over night. For the first time in 5 months no one was reading a book or watching a video on their phone, every one wanted to get home, the temperature was 3 to 4 degrees and everyone wanted to save the power for an emergency. There were people as old as 80 to 85 years walking back home, with a few youngsters holding their hands. Police had their hand full guiding people to evacuation centres, to their homes and sometimes giving them a smile to keep them normal. People distributed maps, most people who take train everyday like me will not know how to walk back home and this was the day to test their navigation skills. The Television sets at station showed the destruction that Tsunami caused and I could see the worry on the faces on people. Some body had some one there, hopefully not. The roads were jammed but people held on to their patience. Not one car honked at another and not one person jumped the signal. The bus I got back in, diligently stopped at every stop stuffing in people and no one complained.
As all husbands were away at work and wives had to stay calm to care for their children, they gathered at one place and kept their spirits alive. Some of them had run down bare footed and with out enough protection for the cold. Incidentally most Japanese women came down after half hour, they are mentally more trained than any of the foreigners in Japan are. Most men returned after hours of walk in the cold night. It was hard to sleep with the aftershocks making you feel you were sleeping on a boat, finally before the eyes closed at 4 am.
Despite all this, all casualties have been caused by the Tsunami and not as a result of earthquake alone. In my 6 km walk and another 12kms by bus back home not one building had fallen down. Kudos to the Japanese technology.
Like I mentioned at the start, the whole experience makes you philosophical. Thanks to each one of you who prayed for us, if not at the moment of panic I had all of you in the mind on my way back home and missed having you around. Let us all hope and pray this was the worst and no one else here in Japan or else where faces this again. Take care.