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This reminded me of my dear friend, Diyana Shah who almost. Almost had herself into being a victim of Moscow suicide bombing a couple of months ago. We were all worried and prayed hard for her. When it hit me, I totally understand how it felt. When it happened, I was in my lab, doing the gels. I ran out and everyone was told to evacuate the building and the streets were full of people. Dr. V was scared too he was telling me that that wasn't the first time he felt it. But he did mention the existence of fault line between Ottawa and Quebec City. But the occurrence are extremely rare. He told me that there might be recurrence but I hope not. BIG BIG hope here.

That earthquake was supposed to be a reminder for us who were given another chance to live. I was sad. I shouldn't be but I did. And I do not understand why people thought of that being cool, because what if He decided to level it up from 5.5 Richter to maybe 7? Or even 8 or 9 or 10 for that matter? You'd still be thinking that it'd be cool and all? What were you thinking? You thought this was a bumpy roller coaster ride or something? We could have died with nothing. Instead of telling the whole world "Dude I survived the EQ, I felt it, it was so cool" and all, we should at the same time, be thanking Allah for he had given us another chance to live. And you know what? You did not survive that friggin earthquake. He saved you. Allah saved us. That's a whole different story. He loves us still, and He decided to keep me, you and you and you and you, and my all friends. That I think is cool.