Suleman Dawood.

I do not watch the news anymore, but yesterday I watched it off and on for most of the day.  It was big news around the world, and many people went to help, with their specialist equipment’s. there were SO many theories, speculations, and more.

Me, I wondered what they would have been talking about, after the one hour and forty-five minutes after the dive? I wondered; would they had known something was wrong? We were informed, “The oxygen would run out, noon U.K. time Thursday.” Two days ago, that seemed like a lot, but the little submarine was like a drop in the ocean.

They were only supposed to be down there for about eight hours, there was a bit of food, but not enough for five days.

The owner was down there too with the other four men. What would they say to him? What would I say to him, if I was in that small confined space? I would have plenty to say!! But blaming him, he would not have wanted to be in that position either. I thought, would they have attacked him? Would have they made peace with their Creator? They would I am sure have prayed to their god. Would the food have run out? There were SO many questions. Would they have known help was on the way?  It was good news to know banging had been heard. It was said, “Every thirty minutes, and that nothing in nature would do that.” Some said, “It is a SOS tapping.”

I was on the edge of my seat. I thought of the young lad, only nineteen-year-old, with his dad. I thought of him Mum and siblings if he has any.

No doubt there would be regrets for all of them. It was so tiny in there, they would not be able to go to a private place to weep, only the loo.

I did think, have they written notes for their loved ones? I thought of those who would find them after the oxygen had run out, it would not be a nice sight at all. My first thoughts this morning was of them, had they been found overnight as I slept? I came downstairs and looked at my phone, no there was no update. I looked at the clock, it was almost 7am, there was still enough oxygen, all they needed was to be found.

Yesterday out of the woodwork, people had plenty to say, those who used to work for them, talked of lack of safety and doing their own checks, not proper checks. I would have thought, with all that money that a person has spent to go on this once in a life time trip, safety would have been a top priory. A person who used to work for the company, had nothing but negative things to say. But that is normal for some people, when they leave, they are bitter. But some people tell the truth, because at work, some people do not want to know the truth, as sometimes it can be an extra expense.

I thought, did the dad think, I wish my son was not with me? The thought of knowing for all of them, they could not free themselves from the sealed submarine. Even if they were to get to the surface of the water.

Meghan and myself we both felt the fears, the worries, the uncertainness, helplessness of it all. The not knowing, and thinking how they must all be feeling down there trapped.

Then noon came and went. Then some on the news said,” It could still be ok.” How can they be ok, when they already told us, yesterday “The oxygen would run out at noon U.K. time.” For how long could they survive without air? Meghan and I agreed, that suffocation, would be an awful way to die. I thought, would the older ones die first? Would one of them panic, and use up more of the air, quicker?   

I personally thought, that an hour and forty-five minutes after the dive, that they could have died then.  Late last night, someone had said, “If the power went out, so would the oxygen.” Another person said, yesterday, “Where there is life, there is hope,” That is so true. It was good to know that help was on its way, from around the world.

Then sometime today, we were informed, “Debris had been found.” There was going to me an official update, for throughout the day yesterday, I would type in on my phone, update of the missing submarine.

Eight tonight it was made official, all five on the sub had died, declared dead, the submarine had imploded.”

It was beyond sad. None of us expected this. I certainly did not expect this. The other men were so clever in their field of expertise.

The one that got me the most, was the nineteen-year-old.

Rest in Peace to all five, lost at sea. xXxXx