Ritika
Actually, the accident happened at this time and a few minutes ago, suddenly thunder and noise of people started being heard in the environment. The plane had crashed…all the passengers on board along with the four friends were killed. The happiness of visiting Nepal which was on the faces of all four had now turned into just a memory. All four became victims of the Nepal plane crash.
By evening, the news of plane crash at Pokhara airstrip had become common. Even if the hope was shattered, there was only an outcry. Sadness on the face and tears were falling from the eyes remembering friends… watching the video again and again hoping for some miracle, but everything was over.
On the other hand, the news of the death of the four youths in the plane crash spread silence in the village. The people of the village had reached the youth’s house. But who takes care of whom, who wipes whose tears. The grief of losing young sons was extremely painful for all. Pain was visible on everyone’s face. The accident shocked everyone.
Such a mountain of sorrows broke on the family members that it will remain for a lifetime. With tears and sadness on their faces, everyone was seen breaking down while consoling the crying relatives. Somehow, the people of the village kept consoling themselves. Everyone’s tongue was asking the same question that why God gave so much pain.
