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Vivid description of horrific cyclone Hudhud by my husband Jyotirmoy as we both experienced together.
Originally posted on affectionatescorpian:
Sub —— EYE OF STORM — CYCLONE HUD HUD
11th October was being celebrated as KARBA CHAUTH (a new element to RENEW bonding between wife and husband being heavily propagated by TV SERIAL all over India). Though there was a threat of CYCLONE “ hud Hud” over Vizag, most of us ignored it as,( in previous occasions of such alarm ) we had to cut a sorry figure in narrating our absolutely “TROUBLE FREE “life and faced difficulty in describing a few millimeter rise of WAVE in the sea.
Our flat is located on the second row of apartments from beach road.
At about 6 PM , I informed my anxious son and daughter ( Mumbai and Delhi ) that there was a clear sky with visible moon for Karba chauth calibration . They laughed but CAUTIONED US not to take things lightly …
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During meditation, no matter how busied and chaotic the inner activity of your mind may be, you’re successfully meditating, because meditation isn’t about calming your mind. It’s about spending quality time with the most important person in your life: you!
C for Cyclone- Cyclone Hudhud
Deadly Tropical Cyclone Hudhud Strikes India on October 12
Hudhud was the equivalent of a strong Category 3 hurricane with winds sustained at 200 kph (125 mph) before making landfall on Sunday morning near Visakhapatnam.
Hudhud caused extensive damage to the city of Visakhapatnam and the neighboring districts .
Visakhapatnam is now bereaved of its greenery. 80% trees are uprooted except coconut and palm trees . We were confined to our flat for six days without electricity and drinking water. I could not go out and take pictures as lift was not working.
Now Visakhapatnam does not looks like the photos i have posted before of lush green city and Vuda park. Its impact was more drastic on the lives of the poor, the slum dwellers and fishing villages along the coast.
Mountain out of …
Living under constant threat of terrorism makes one skeptical of even small things.
When people saw this thing lying on the footpath they started all sorts of speculation from a safe distance. Everyone had his own idea about what it could be.
As soon as someone mentioned bomb, everyone started to run. Someone called the bomb squad. Suddenly a man came cycling fast, picked it. Tying it to the cycle carrier muttered, ‘ drop dare to drop again, I’m already late for work.’
Someone caught him. ‘You can’t leave before telling what this is?’
‘My mop, what else? ‘Said he.
Adopt the pace of nature: her secret is patience. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more.
~George Gordon, Lord Byron, Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage