วันอังคารที่ 28 กุมภาพันธ์ พ.ศ. 2560

On the Back of the Snakes of Kerala

On the Back of the Snakes of Kerala

The water of the lakes of southern India dances to the rhythm of ores. The choreography for the regattas of Kerala is the country’s most populous dance.
400 years ago, conflicts between the kings of Kerala were resolved on the water. They would fight to the death on board a boat that travelled through the city’s channels. The most powerful weapon was the most resistant boat. Devanarayana was the name of the architect who designed the first chundan vallam or snake boat. Its prow is reminiscent of a cobra raising its head to intimidate its prey. This is the traditional war boat of Kerala.
Only men are allowed to touch snake boats and they have to be barefoot.

KERALA IS A FESTIVAL

Onam is the most important religious festival in the state of Kerala. It is celebrated for 10 days and coincides with different regattas. Onam commences on 13 September. The races at Payippad (Alappuzha) and Kumarakom are on 16 September. One day later, the Aranmula regatta takes place.
Nowadays, while not a bloody battle, the reputation and prestige of the different towns is still in play. Snake boat regattas are annual contests held in Alappuzha–also known as Alleppey and the Venice of the East–and the surrounding area. The most important race is the one for the Nehru Trophy, named in honour of former Prime Minister of India, Sri Pandit Jawaharlal Nehru. The August sun warms the waters of Punnamada Lake. Crowds have gathered on its shores, but the best views are reserved for those who have paid the highest entry fee. The silence is abruptly broken. The rowers chant the Vanchipattu (the boatman’s chant) to mark the rhythm. It is the only day of the year when the tranquillity of the waters of the Punnamada is disturbed. There is one team per boat, and each team consists of a hundred men. They are wearing shorts and their torsos are bare. They sink their oars into the water, in perfect time, and then the snakes, from 30 to 36 m long, slither through the lake. The strongest rowers are positioned at the front. The coxes can be distinguished from the rest because they are standing up. Some carry umbrellas for protection from the sun. All are barefoot, as a sign of respect. The trophy is a silver replica of a snake boat, but the true prize is the pride of belonging to the town that is first to cross the finish line.
Onam brings together people from all different castes, religions and communities.
Yamir works as a carpenter in the town of Aranmula. All year long, he is responsible for maintaining the boats. “I grease the wood with a mixture of fish oil, coconut oil and eggshell, to make it waterproof.” But the décor is not his responsibility. The inhabitants of each town adorn their chundan vallam by divine vocation, using golden rope, fabrics and coloured flags.
The boats that travel the backwaters are made out of coconut palm and covered with bamboo.
The regatta for the Nehru trophy may be the biggest, but the oldest is the Champakkulam Moolam. It is held about 25 km from Alappuzha, and marks the start of the racing season in Kerala. The Payippad Jalotsavam regatta, 35 km away, boasts that it is the longest. For three days, rowers stir up the crystalline waters of Lake Payippad, but they compete only on the third day. For the first two days, the snake boats create a display on the water, a colourful procession accompanied by song. Then, there is no hurry or rivalry, just the water of Kerala vibrating to the rhythm of the oars.
The indigenous Tibetan population has evolved to live in thin air with little oxygen. Now we are beginning to discover the ancient genetic secret behind their survival.
Some time in the past, a family sat on the top of the world and gazed at the stars. They lived on the Tibetan Plateau, 4200m (14,100ft) above sea level, in a site now known as Chusang. They called it home.
Although far from the comfort of more lowly climes, this location had its perks. Fuelled by the tectonic forces that raise and support the plateau, a hot spring at the surface provided a welcoming buffer against the chilled air. At night, the family lit fires in a hollow built into the slope, a lonely flicker against the peak of darkness.
Their fire has long gone out, but the family still left a lasting impression on the world. As they walked and played, 19 hand and footprints were pressed into the clay-like mud that seeped from the spring and, as they dried, were preserved into the present.
Judging by the size of the prints -- and the hands and feet that made them -- the family group contained six individuals, two of which were children. But who were they? And what brought them to such high altitudes? A foraging trip perhaps? Hunting? Or were they simply curious, always searching for lands untouched?
Their marks leave no answers to such questions. All that is known, as shown in a study from January 2017, is that the Chusang prints were made between 12,700 and 7,400 years ago, making it one of the oldest archaeological sites known on the Tibetan Plateau.
But what makes the Chusang family special is their isolation. Living at the centre of the plateau, they simply couldn’t migrate up and down the mountain with the seasons as other Tibetan people did during this period. They were here year-round, enduring the heavy snowfall, biting winds, and encroaching glaciers of winter.
Their survival is extraordinary. While the heat of fire could protect them from the cold, the family at Chusang couldn’t shelter from an obvious yet insurmountable obstacle of living on the plateau: the air becomes thinner with every step towards the sky. At more than 4,000m (13,000ft) above sea level, each breath contains around a third less oxygen than the same breath far below. But deep inside each of their bodies, within their blood and DNA, an ancient and unique trick to surviving at altitude protected them from the thin air in which they built their home.
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Humans have occupied the Tibetan Plateau for thousands of years - but the secrets to their survival are only just being discovered by scientists (Credit: Getty Images)
Any mountain climber will be able to describe the shortness of breath that normally comes with altitude. It’s not that the air has a lower percentage of oxygen – it’s around 21% wherever you stand in the world. But air pressure decreases the further you walk or fly from the sea’s surface, allowing the gas molecules to spread out in all directions, and a lung can only stretch so far to compensate.
There are ways to deal with this change in pressure, however. Over many hundreds of generations, people living on the Andean altiplano that extends from Peru into Bolivia, have evolved barrel-shaped chests that increase the volume of each of their breaths. And since the late 1800s, scientists have known that their blood is pumped full of red blood cells and haemoglobin, the oxygen-carrying molecules, that they contain.
When the air is thin, the blood thickens to increase the amount of oxygen it can shepherd to cells around the body. This hematopoietic (literally, “blood” and “to make” in Greek) response is also found in anyone who decides to hike up a mountain. “Compared at altitude to Andean highlanders, we are pretty similar,” says Cynthia Beall, an anthropologist from Case Western Reserve University in Ohio. “Not completely, but the general response is the same.”
And since virtually all research on high-altitude populations was focused in the Andes, haematopoiesis was seen as a universal response to low oxygen levels for nearly two centuries. It was only in the late 1970s and early 80s, after hiking to seven villages in Nepal, that Beall started to find that Tibetans didn’t fit this theory.
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Researchers were initially surprised to find that Tibetans apparently lack the physiological adaptations that are necessary for life at altitude (Credit: Getty Images)
Firstly, they lacked the barrel-shaped chests, but seemed to breath at a faster rate than Andeans. And second, in the autumn of 1981 Beall and her colleagues found that Tibetans have surprisingly low haemoglobin levels, often within the range of what is normal for people who live at sea level. Although they live on the so-called “roof of the world”, their physiological state seemed surprisingly similar to those who had never left its floor.
“At first, this was anxiety inducing,” says Beall. “You think, ‘Oh gosh, did I measure the wrong people? Did I do the wrong measurements? Is there something I’m missing?’” But after returning to Tibet many times since, collecting more data from more villages, she only found support for her initial results: at high altitude, low-oxygen environments, Tibetan people reduce the amount of oxygen their blood can carry.
How could this be? What at first appears to be highly paradoxical – not to mention potentially dangerous – actually makes a lot of sense, protecting Tibetan people from some of the nastier side effects of the high-life.
One benefit, for instance, is reduced wear and tear on their blood vessels. “If you have high levels of haemoglobin your blood tends to be more viscous, and that can have a lot of damaging effects,” says Tatum Simonson from the University of California in San Diego. “You’re basically pumping this very thick, concentrated blood throughout your system. Your heart is on overdrive.”
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Tibet attracts millions of tourists, but while native Tibetans can easily cope with low oxygen conditions, visitors may suffer from mountain sickness (Credit: Getty Images)
A possible outcome of this added stress on the entire circulatory system is chronic mountain sickness, or CMS. First described in 1925 by the Peruvian doctor Carlos Monge Medrano, CMS (also known as Monge’s disease) can afflict people who have lived happily at high altitude for years. “It’s not clear what triggers the onset,” says Beall. “But people become breathless, they become cyanotic [their lips and extremities turn blue], they can’t work, they can’t sleep well – they’re very ill.”
As with short-term altitude sickness, the remedy for CMS is a slow descent into thicker, more oxygenated air. But it is no cure. Fluid may have already built up in the lungs (a high altitude pulmonary oedema, or Hape) or in the brain (a high altitude cerebral oedema, or Hace), or the thick blood may be congested in other vital organs. The worst-case scenario is death.
In the Peruvian Andes, up to 18% of the population develop CMS at some point in their lives. But on the Tibetan Plateau that number is rarely above 1%.
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Certainly thin blood helps reduce CMS risk, but it’s certainly not the only reason Tibetan people can live happily at such extremes. In 2005, for instance, Beall and her colleagues found that Tibetans exhale more nitric oxide compared to people living in the Andes and at sea level. Originally described as a relaxation factor, this gas leads to a widening of blood vessels in the lung and around the body, known as vasodilation. With more space, blood flow – and oxygen transport – can increase.
And, as Simonson suggests, what if Tibetans simply don’t require as much oxygen as other people? What if their muscles are just more efficient with their usage, for instance? “Perhaps they are already so well tuned that they don’t have that need, or mechanism, to make more haemoglobin to bind more oxygen,” she says. Her work is now exploring this possibility.
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Very rapid genetic changes may have allowed ancient populations to survive and thrive in this environment (Credit: Getty Images)
Although she has visited the Tibetan Plateau several times for her research, Simonson surveys the history of this region back in her laboratory. As a geneticist, she can scour the genomes (the entire DNA sequence of an individual) of Tibetan people to find what underlies their unique adaptations to the high life.
In 2010, by comparing the genomes of 90 Tibetan people to those from a Han Chinese population living in Beijing, Simonson could identify those genes that were associated with living at high-altitude. This is easier than it sounds. Since the two populations are closely related but only one has lived at altitude for thousands of years, any major differences between the genomes are likely to underlie adaptations to this change in environment, such as an atmosphere thin on oxygen.
Simonson’s lab wasn’t the only one attempting this. In the space of two weeks in 2010, a total of three research groups each published a study that found a handful of genes that were markedly different between the two populations. Of note, two genes called EPAS1 and EGLN1 stood out from the crowd, and, importantly, were already known to modulate the haemoglobin levels in blood.
“The really wonderful part was everyone finding the same thing,” says Beall, who was involved in one of the three studies. “In genomic studies, there are so many instances where one study found an association [between a trait and a gene] and it wasn’t possible to replicate it,” says Beall. “And in this case, right off the bat, we had replication. It’s real.”
The field of human genomics is made easier by the nature of our species as a whole: at the level of DNA, of genomes, we are very similar. “On average, there aren’t big differences between different populations,” says Rasmus Nielsen from University of California in Berkeley. “The genetic variants that are most different between different groups are variants that code for things like hair colour and eye colour and skin colour.”
Our differences are slight and are held at the surface. Under the skin, deep in our DNA, we are nearly identical. From this sea of similarity, important genetic changes between populations can be seen as small but steep islands breaking the surface of the genome. But after looking more closely at the EPAS1 gene from the Tibetan genomes, Nielsen not only found it was a steep change, but it was a unique one too. After searching through the aptly named 1,000 Genomes Project, he couldn’t find anything quite like it elsewhere. “The DNA sequence that we saw in Tibetans was simply too different,” Nielsen says.
It was as if Tibetans had inherited the gene from another species. And, in fact, that’s exactly what had happened.
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The life-saving genetic variants that help Tibetans to survive at altitude may come from an ancient (now extinct) species of human (Credit: Getty Images)
Before its publication in 2010, Nielsen had worked on the Neanderthal genome project with the doyen of ancient DNA Svante Paabo, a geneticist from the Max Planck Institute for Evolutionary Anthropology in Leipzig, Germany. He knew our species had bred with these close evolutionary cousins, and scoured their DNA for the source of the Tibetan-specific EPAS1 gene. No match.
Although disappointing, it wasn’t all that surprising. Neanderthals are only known to have mated with the ancestors of modern-day Europeans, leaving a legacy of 1-5% Neanderthal DNA in their genomes. For people of Asian ancestry Nielsen instead looked to Denisovans, another branch of the human family tree.
Discovered in the Altai Mountains in Siberia, they are known only from two teeth, a tiny finger bone, from which Paabo and his colleagues published a rough genome in 2012. The results demonstrated that populations from Papua New Guinea, Australia, and a few regions of southeast Asia had inherited between 1-6% of their genomes from Denisovans.
It was a case of third time lucky. “There was a complete match,” he says. “It’s so hard to believe that it could possibly be true. But it is.” Between 50,000 and 30,000 years ago, some Denisovans and the ancient ancestors of Tibetan and Han Chinese people had sex, merged their genomes, shuffled the genes like a deck of cards, and produced children who would grow up to have offspring of their own.
Over the next tens of thousands of years, this gene seems to have conferred little benefit to Han Chinese people and is only found in roughly 1% of the population today. But for all those intrepid groups that moved up onto the Tibetan Plateau, including the Chusang family, it helped make every breath easier, every heartbeat less dangerous. On the Tibetan Plateau, 78% of the population has this version of EPAS1, a gene that separates them from those far below, but connects them to the past.
Over 50,000 years in the making, this story still doesn’t have an ending. Although its origin is known, those areas that make EPAS1 in Tibetans unique are still largely unchartered. The specific change (or changes) that leads to a reduction in haemoglobin content is still unknown. “All the geneticists say it’s in an area that’s very hard to sequence,” says Beall. The new explorers, those of mountains of data and genomes, still have a long journey ahead of them.
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วันจันทร์ที่ 27 กุมภาพันธ์ พ.ศ. 2560

the island of lost explorers

On Canada’s bleak Beechey Island are the remains of four men who died in the 19th Century. They weren’t famous in life – but their deaths sparked 165 years of searching for answers.
Through icy rain and mist, I could just make out the headstones of the graves on the bleak shores of Beechey Island. Grey rocks, grey mountains, grey mist; it was a lonely resting place, without even the comfort of vegetation.
Lying here are the remains of four men who died in the mid-19th Century. They weren’t famous in life, but their deaths sparked 165 years of searching for answers: whatever happened to the 129 men of the Franklin expedition?
On the shores of Beechey Island lie the graves of sailors from HMS Erebus and HMS Terror (Credit: Credit: Sarah Hewitt)
On the shores of Beechey Island lie the graves of sailors from HMS Erebus and HMS Terror (Credit: Sarah Hewitt)
Beechey Island sits off the southwest corner of Devon Island in the Canadian territory of Nunavut. The Inuit hamlet of Resolute Bay, with a population of about 200, is 90km away by boat; Toronto is 3,500km to the south. There’s not a lot in between.
Cruise ships going this far into the high Arctic have reinforced hulls in case they encounter ice. Our ship, an icebreaker called The Ocean Endeavour, was anchored just offshore of Beechey Island; a beacon of warmth and safety. About 150 of us had disembarked that morning and I watched the others scatter along the beach, some inspecting the graves and others the clusters of tiny Arctic poppies. My boots crunched over pebbles as I climbed up the slope towards the headstones. The discovery of these graves was the first clue of the expedition’s fate, and made Beechey Island one of the Arctic’s most famous sites.
Sir John Franklin, born in Lincolnshire, England, in 1786, served in the Royal Navy during the Napoleonic Wars, but turned his sights to the Arctic after Napoleon’s defeat. At 59, Franklin was older than the average commander and his record was marred by an earlier Arctic expedition in 1819 when 10 men died and others resorted to eating caribou droppings, their leather shoes and even each other.
But this voyage, the whole of England seemed to feel, would be different.
The goal was to complete, for the first time, the entirety of the Northwest Passage in the hope of finding an easier trade route to Asia across the North American continent. They were to sail to Baffin Bay between Greenland and Canada, head east through Lancaster Sound and then through to the Bering Strait off Alaska’s west coast.
Their goal was to find a new trade route to Asia by completing the Northwest Passage (Credit: Credit: Scott Forsyth)
Their goal was to find a new trade route to Asia by completing the Northwest Passage (Credit: Scott Forsyth)
Newspapers predicted they’d make it through the passage with ease and reported on their ample supply of tea, rum and 8,000 tins of preserved meat, vegetables and soup.
The team left London on 19 May 1845 with 24 officers and 110 men aboard two ships, HMS Erebus and the HMS Terror. After a brief stop in Scotland, they sailed to Disko Bay on Greenland’s west coast where the crew wrote what would be their final, optimistic letters home. But five men had already fallen ill and were sent home on supply ships. They couldn’t have known how lucky they were.
On 12 July, the remaining 129 men sailed for Canada, and two weeks later encountered two whaling ships in Baffin Bay, who later reported that both crews were in good spirits. Franklin and his men continued westwards. And then vanished.
Despite knowing how the story ended, I could imagine the excitement and fear that anyone embarking on such a voyage must have felt. The landscape here is both intimidating and intoxicating; perhaps that’s what drives explorers to risk so much.
Two years passed and an empty silence echoed from Canada’s north. Concern grew, and three relief parties were organised. They left in the spring of 1848 and returned the following year without finding a trace of the missing sailors.
In 1850, a fleet of search ships spotted a cairn on the shores of Beechey Island. Finally, they had a lead. The crew had spent the winter of 1845 on this island, leaving behind a stack of hundreds of tin cans that had once been filled with preserved meat. They also left three crew members –the first casualties of the expedition.

Built in 1854, Northumberland House was stocked with food in case the lost men found their way back (Credit: Credit: Sarah Hewitt)
Built in 1854, Northumberland House was stocked with food in case the lost men found their way back (Credit: Sarah Hewitt)
The headstones indicated that the first to perish was John Torrington, only 20 years old, on New Year’s Day 1846, with John Hartnell, age 25, just three days later. William Braine lived until 3 April. A fourth grave, added later, belongs to Thomas Morgan, an official investigator who died of scurvy in 1854 searching for the lost crew.
But Franklin’s men died mere months into their expedition – so what killed them so early in the voyage?
Between 1984 and 1986, a team of researchers lead by Owen Beattie, a now-retired anthropology professor at Canada’s University of Alberta, exhumed the three bodies, which were remarkably well preserved from being buried deep in the permafrost. They found evidence of high levels of lead in the men, which may have leached from the tinned food or from the ship’s system for fresh water.
In 2016, a team led by toxicologist Jennie Christensen re-analysed finger- and toe-nail samples from Hartnell and discovered a zinc deficiency, likely from not eating enough meat. This would have compromised his immune system and exacerbated other conditions like pneumonia or tuberculosis. The team concluded that lead, alongside malnutrition and overall poor health, contributed to their deaths.
Franklin and his entire crew were officially declared dead in 1854. That year, a surveyor, John Rae, encountered Inuit near Kugaaruk, Nunavut, 650km south of Beechey Island, who reported having seen 35 to 40 men struggling in the snow and had succumbed to the cold and starvation. Cut marks on the bodies made it clear that they’d resorted to cannibalism. On a scrawled note that was finally discovered in 1859 in a cairn on King William Island, 670km southwest of Beechey Island, searchers learned that Franklin himself had died there in 1847.
The cans of food left for the sailors are now rusted and scattered across the beach (Credit: Credit: Sarah Hewitt)
The cans of food left for the sailors are now rusted and scattered across the beach (Credit: Sarah Hewitt)
For the next 165 years, people continued to look for the remains of the men and the ships. The wrecks of the HMS Erebus and HMS Terror were only discovered in 2014 and 2016 respectively.
I scanned the beach with my binoculars and spotted a few tiny figures off in the distance, the official lookouts from the cruise ship watching out for polar bears that sometimes wander along this lonely spit. In the other direction, a stream of people in colourful rain jackets were making their way to the ruins of a supply depot known as Northumberland House just more than a kilometre down the beach. But I opted to stay behind to spend a few minutes with the dead.
Whispers of the fear and desperation these sailors must have felt drifted along the shores with the wind and rain. These three men were the first to die, so at least they were spared the extended suffering of their colleagues. I kneeled to snap some photos of the replica headstones – the originals now reside in the Prince of Wales Northern Heritage Centre in Yellowknife, Northwest Territories. Eventually I followed the rest of the group, careful not to step into any frost boils, the Arctic’s version of quicksand.
Northumberland House was built in 1854 by the crew of one of the search ships. With no trees available, they salvaged wood from a wrecked whaling vessel. It had been seven years since the last sighting of Franklin’s crew by the whaling ships back in Baffin Bay, but the building was optimistically stocked in case any of the lost men found their way back, as well as to help supply other search ships.
Monuments to Franklin and other explorers have been erected beside the depot’s remains (Credit: Credit: Sarah Hewitt)
Monuments to Franklin and other explorers have been erected beside the depot’s remains (Credit: Sarah Hewitt)
But 165 winters have taken their toll. The roof has long since disintegrated and the remaining upright walls cling to various states of decay. The coal barrels and cans of food with which it was once stocked are now rusted and scattered across the beach, and a number of monuments to Franklin and other explorers have been erected beside the depot’s remains.
The Zodiacs ferried us back to the ship and the promise of hot chocolate below deck. With the visitors gone, the beach settled back to its profound isolation. Standing at the stern in the cold drizzle as the ship chugged away, I left the island behind, but the men on the beach were there to stay, their gravestones disappearing into the mist.
The beach is once again isolated when the Zodiacs take the visitors back to their ship (Credit: Credit: Sarah Hewitt)
The beach is once again isolated when the Zodiacs take the visitors back to their ship (Credit: Sarah Hewitt)
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วันอาทิตย์ที่ 26 กุมภาพันธ์ พ.ศ. 2560

Olathe shooting: Survivor and widow tell the BBC their stories

Media captionSunayana Dumala: 'I am here to spread love'

Last Wednesday evening in Olathe, Kansas, two Indian men in their early 30s met for a few post-work beers in Austins Bar.
Both would be shot by a stranger that night in a suspected race hate crime, along with a 24-year-old American who attempted to intervene.
Engineer Srinivas Kuchibhotla, 32, died of his injuries.
His friend Alok Madasani was hit in the leg - but survived.
Mr Madasani told the BBC's Rajini Vaidyanathan how the shocking attack unfolded as the two colleagues sat in the sun, chatting about films.

The quiet beer that ended in tragedy:

Olathe shooting survivor Alok Madasani tells the BBC his story

"Srinivas and I had known each for almost nine years. During weekdays we tried to get a beer or two and chill after a long day's work.
"On that day the weather was just so perfect that neither of us could do what we do regularly - which is work till seven o'clock and then go home.
"We typically drink Jamieson's whiskey, but that day the weather was so nice we ordered Miller Lite beers.

Austins Bar & Grill in OlatheImage copyrightAUSTINS BAR & GRILL
Image captionAustins Bar and Grill in Olathe

"We were talking in our language - Telugu. We were having a conversation about one of our friends at work who wanted to watch Bollywood movies... 'What movies do you think we should suggest?'.
"This guy just randomly comes up and starts pointing fingers. We knew something was wrong, but there was a [basketball] game going on so it was very loud.
"He came towards me and said, which country are you from? Are you here illegally?
"I went straight inside to get the manager, and I should have taken Srinivas inside with me as well.
"These fellow Americans escorted him [the stranger] inside. All I heard was, 'This is not how you talk to guys like these - let's go.'"

'He's back with a gun'

The two men then went back into the bar to order some fried pickles and two final beers. The TV was blaring as the basketball game continued.
"There was cheering and suddenly I could hear - I don't know who said it - all I heard was - 'He's back with a gun.'
"I heard a pop. Next thing I know I was right on the ground. I dove for my life. I heard two to three go off again. He came from behind so I didn't even see what he was aiming at.
"I'm not sure if when I was trying to get up is when I got hit, or when I was down. From that moment onwards, I tried to get up and I just couldn't.

Media captionEyewitness and friend Alok Madasani, and widow Sunayana Kutchibhotla spoke to Rajini Vaidyanathan

"I heard people yelling. I didn't pass out - I was trying to get up, and all I saw was Srinivas lying there motionless."
"One guy, Brad - he removed his shirt and tied it to my leg. He saw that my jeans was filled with blood and he didn't know what to do. The best thing to do at that time ... he just took out his shirt and wrapped it around this leg so tight that I just couldn't do anything. He definitely saved my life.
"The ambulances came, and when they put me on the stretcher, Srinivas was still there.
"I was under the impression that his injury wasn't serious, so we could go home that night. I was telling the doctor to wrap it up, that we didn't want our significant others to know that we were in a shoot-out.

Srinivas Kuchibhotla, left, poses for photo with Alok Madasani and his wife Sunayana Dumala in Cedar Rapids, Iowa.Image copyrightKRANTI SHALIA VIA AP
Image captionSrinivas, left, pictured with his friend Alok and wife Sunayana Dumala

Police officers broke the news to Alok that Srinivas had died of his wounds. Alok's left thigh was hit by a ricocheting bullet, leaving him on crutches. The doctors told him the injury will take two to three months to heal.

Fears over Facebook - then the police came to her door:

Widow Sunayana Dumala tells the BBC how she learned of the tragedy

On the night of her husband's murder, Sunayana Dumala texted him to ask when he was coming home. He told her around 7pm. She urged him to make it sooner.

In this undated photo provided by Kranti Shalia, Srinivas Kuchibhotla, right, poses for photo with his wife Sunayana Dumala in Cedar Rapids, Iowa.Image copyrightAP
Image captionSunayana Dumala last saw her husband when he left for work on Wednesday morning

"I will show you his last text message... You might not understand the language. I asked him, when will you come home? He said, 7-ish - why?
"I said, is it because of work? - he stayed late on Tuesday night. - Can you come home and work? Let's have tea together!
Time passed, and Srinivas failed to show up. Sunayana tried his phone, and when she couldn't reach him assumed that he had switched it off.
"I messaged [Alok's wife] Ripti asking, is Alok home? She said no - one of their cricket friends met with some accident, and they're doing some stitches to the leg and it might be beyond midnight too.
"Like a very stupid girl, I believed that. Then she messaged me again, asking the name of the bar they usually go. I said Austins, and I asked why?

Media captionKansas shooting 'hero' counted the gunman's shots

"I was having my dinner, and I have this habit of scrolling through Facebook, which he never used to like.
Then I saw some video, some shooting, and I was like - has something happened again? Who is hurt? Then I see the name Austins. I started connecting why they asked.
After reading that the shooting victims had been taken to University of Kansas hospital, Sunayana wanted to go there - but two police officers arrived at her home to tell her the worst had happened.
"Two cops came, they knocked on the door. They asked my name, Srina's name, his date of birth... then they told me those words and they just said it so simply. They said they're sorry, but...
"I went to the hospital. I had to go through a security check. It's a hospital policy. My husband is lying there dead, and they said I needed to go through a security check. They did not allow me inside. they said they needed to follow the procedures of autopsy and everything.
"Detectives came. One FBI representative and one local cop.

'He is everywhere, whatever I do'

"We came here with so many dreams. He personally wanted to do so much for this country. He studied here, he made so many friends.
"I am so worried. I think hate crime will be more open now. Will it be safe for us to go to a mall? Will it be safe for us to go to the office?
"Now I feel I have to show people here - you've taken away my love, but I'm here to spread love.
"He is everywhere, whatever I do. His clothes are here, his side of the sink, the way he used to brush, shower. His daily prayers in that room.
"He was a very loved child. His father's most trusted son for any kind of advice. He recently purchased a car for his dad. He was so happy and so proud about it.
"There are three brothers. He's the youngest. Whenever they did something naughty their father would run behind them in the house. This one [Srinivas] used to be the fastest. After running three or four times my husband used to feel bad for his father. He used to stop and get the beatings for all three. That's how kind he was."