MEMOIRS OF A HUD HUD SURVIVOR If natural calamities can teach you something it is that, very moment ,is a gift from above.We had multistory buildings swaying in the air, cars and garden chairs flying and all the while all of us well most of (other than my little brother who snored away peacefully coincidentally he was on a visit :)lived those 24 hours in fearful anticipation.Doors and windows were breached, i had water coming into my house knee level,had to break open the mori and guide the water out, holding on to the balcony railings for dear life , while the garden table near stood in rapt attention for takeoff. My worried mom law kept calling till late afternoon telling me it would soon end,But the worst was yet to begin.We had people leaving their uppers storied flats coming and sitting in our house.For hours all of us kept each other company consoling and assuaging our most turbulent inner feelings.With the the wind breaching a lot of windows and doors most of them left to safeguard their houses at least temporarily or whatever was left of it .The cyclone swung the world around us in unabated fury and showing no signs of abating, me and my bro came to the conclusion that if this was how it was going to be , so be it :)it was not an easy childhood or teenage for both of us , but both of us survived the odds, laughed, lived, did everything on our terms and conditions To quote Leonardo da vinci-As a well spent day brings happy sleep so life well used brings happy death.But ananya should have more than a chance at life.So,The survivors bag was packed and was strapped onto my daughter.We told her if the building fell we would throw her out and she could run to a safe distance, and lie on her tummy, try to survive call my mother my mom in law somehow.... With our building shaking the wind screaming into my ears i decided a good meal would not do anyone harm, so whipped up a mallu fish curry , had lunch, made green tea, watched my dazzle blue nano withstand the cyclone striving against all the odds thrown at it,as though it knew one just had to hold on and everything would be fine.Saw a vento and manza go flying and topsy turvy and then saw the vento comfortably perched on top of an adjoining wall .Read the bible after a long time ,sat against the thudding windows remembered my mom the most, the agony she would have to go through if we did not survive this-after all the only people who matter to her was in this one house.Wondered who would take care of her if we had to leave like this-longevity runs in the family- consoled myself that she would check herself into an old age home, thought about my husband , we had spent 16 years of married life together , practically grew up together ,my maternal grandparents ,my precious friends -my rocks , all the beautiful people i encountered in the journey of my life.Suddenly it didnt matter anymore prayed for people who wronged me, hurt me , that they too survive.. and then all of us waited.We had company, the building cat and her kittens and two rabbits :) After four hours of peering through the windows and watching the ocean just a road across us rise in tandem to the tunes of the cyclone we had completely reconciled to either the cyclone bringing our building down or the ocean swallowing us up.Then past nine in the night slowly the cyclone lost her fetish for destruction and started dwindling , that is when i saw my weary nano taking an anti circle .The thought of my nano toppling send me down to the lobby with my daughter and brother following me refusing to let me go alone.The hud hud friends we had made, two army officers were in the lobby as well watching the cyclone go down.With an entourage of brave men following me i re positioned my car :)Post hud hud i can proudly say that i know most of the people in our building, it feels good to see them off and on because, all of them for me, are the symbols of survival , solidarity and will power. This was just in brief we did not have water , current and were cut off from the world close to 10 days but all you beautiful people out there ,who took time to read this, believe me, when is say this, life is beautiful i have been to hell and back love you all
Posted on: Fri, 24 Oct 2014 14:22:11 +0000
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