Last night I was sleeping like a log. Then halfway through my dreams, I heard my aircond shutting off and I went Ah, another one of those power failures and I’ll just wait for the generator to kick in and went back to sleep.

Then suddenly my housemate burst into my room, turned on my room light and said to me, “I think there’s a war going on outside, come see for yourself.” I quickly jumped out of bed and went to the window. What I saw shocked me. The scenes was like the picture above, whereby anti-aircraft fire was racing towards the sky and I could hear gunshots and bomb explosions, one which literally shaked the building I’m in.

Grabbing our passports and wallets, we quickly headed upstairs to another apartment, our so called assembly point. We were frightened to death, and the anti-aircraft fire continued. We called my boss back home and he told us to remain calm and remain indoors, and keep him updated on the situation.

At the same time we were tuning in to BBC, and sure enough they reported Bomb explosions rocked the capital. After about half an hour, the situation calmed down, and power was restored throughout the city and we returned to our own apartment. As I sat down to watch the cricket finals, the anti-aircraft fire began again and power was cut-off again. Last night, I was in fear. I was afraid something might happen to all of us here. I wonder what will happen next. Time will only tell.