VOSHN 23

<body><a href="../index.html">HOME</a><br><table summary="019"><tr><td class="etesti">019</td><td class="edate">Immediately after the atomic bombings on August 6<sup>th</sup>, 1945</td><td class="eage">49 years old at that time</td></tr><tr><td class="ei_midasi" colspan=3>I thought I was dead.</td></tr></table><table summary="haikei"><tr><td class="bg" background="../../photo/img123.jpg"><div class="large"><p>Because of the pain, I came to.  It was pitch dark all around.  I remembered that I had been walking under the blazing hot sun, but it was very dark then.  I was afraid I had died.  If I were dead, however, it was strange to think in the same way as if I were still alive.  I wondered if men could keep thinking even after their death.  Well, I was unable to see anything however hard I tried in the darkness, so I had no choice but to keep lying there with my eyes closed.</p><br><p>The next time I opened my eyes, blue fire sparks were showering down like heavy rain splashes on the road.  I had often heard that once you died, you would be received by a demon pulling a fire cart at the gate to the land of the dead.  So I was convinced that I was dead.  However, what difference did it make if I were dead or alive?  I quit thinking about it, and I just watched the blue fire sparks.</p><p>But I was still conscious.  "Watching this blue light may be bad for the eyes," I thought.</p><p>For quite a long time I remained still.  When I opened my eyes again, there were no more fires around me, and it was dark like before.  "What on earth is going on?" I said to myself.  Then I looked up toward the station.  The clouds were thinner in the sky.  And suddenly it became all bright and....</p></div></td></tr></table></body>