Live Everyday As It Comes……….

“Ahem-Ahem!" You guys must be wondering what went so long for me to write my next article. So let me tell you, I was scrutinizing on subject that we might know but ignored most of the time. To be more precise, now-a-days Mumbai city facing a very heavy rainfall. It made mumbaikars hassle in every aspects of day to day life such as huge traffic on roads with big potholes in between, flooded railway tracks due to which  trains got delayed , gushing of nallas and much more. Since mumbaikars at one side got relieved with hot & dusty summer climate, on other side of it got stuck with flooded rains. They must be thinking is there any way to limit or restrict the rainfall.

Raining season is amazing season of all where love blossoms, cherished and grow.When clouds hug the whole sky gives the shadow of dark and air playing merry go round the trees, the  cool breezes dances around the soul & body of lakes and ponds, it generates ripples truly giving a spectacular scenery. A rain drop on leaf petals seems like small pearl crystals decorated on green platter. At one point of time it looks beautiful but when it changes to other side of its face, seems like invitation to disaster. This reminds me of a 26^th July 2005, when people suffered heavy losses of lives and assets. I still get goose bumps whenever it reminds me of scary evening. Let me tell you what I have experience in that scary evening.

 I was second year engineering student which hardly have time to rest at home, always loaded with assignments, viva’s , lectures and classes. Fortunately, it was off for me on 26^th July 2005 for some reason. Hanging near the window gazing the sky, watching the drizzling of rain, feeling the cool breezes on my face and enjoying every moment of it being at home but of no knowledge what will come next. Slowly the climate start changing, the clouds became more intense dark seems like annoyed of something, the rapid flow of rainfall, air blowing with full force like as if it going to be a twister, the  grumpy cloud with evil noise hitting among each others. In meanwhile, electricity went off, I was trying to distinguish why it’s happening, and incidentally my eyes fall on corridor of our home, found what?  Water rapidly moving inside with no barrier in between. It was shocking to see the water flooded on floor in no time.

I called out my mom and bhai(brother) ,who too doesn’t have knowledge about the flooded water. Our feet’s were dipped in water. For some moment we were in state of statue mode, thinking of what to do next, figuring out how can a water come inside when there is no way of coming in. My mom rushed to next door neighbor who was facing the similar problem like us. We were helpless trying to remove water with mob but of no use, our efforts went in vain.

Till the night at around 11pm, our home, society looks like half Titanic ship sunk in ocean, surrounded with muddy water. Candle lighted in our room, silence was spread across everywhere seems like no living being exist. Three of us climbed of our compound wall waiting for my father to come home since he went office in morning and we don’t have clue about him where he was. We were scared but hopeful of him returning home. There was no space in home to sit on, all sofas, chair, table were floating. We were in fear of being drown; in fact nobody of us knew swimming. I was thinking what more worst can happen then this. How about those people who live in slum area, how they will be managing their small kids, infants and family.It was terrific; nobody was prepared for these worst scenario.

At around 12:30 am my dad came home full wetted from top to bottom. He managed to come in this flooded water from town to lower side of city by walking so far. We felt relieved after seeing him. It was not only us but the whole society suffered the same. The dark night took so many lives with him and we were lucky to get away safe. As the night passed by, the sunshine come across the window  waking up from disaster, rain was stopped, birds were trying to sing ,might be they are confused whether to fly happily or to feel sad about their losses(yes, even their nest were destroyed by winds and rains).Sky was clear and clouds were hidden seems like normal.

As the day begins, people came out of their houses with sad faces looks like heavy losses of their materials. Everybody was cleaning their houses, removing water as we too did it. It was bad experience as if we have seen death standing in front of us. Life is so precious, so please don’t underestimate it. The lesson that I learned was “Live everyday as it comes”.

Next day when electricity came back, we switch on the television, news channel got a hot promoting news for their TRP’s. Many lives hit by Mumbai city flood, many strive for life, suffered victim were searching their missing ones, some people drowned in flood, some were killed. Lot of hues and cry spread, but no one was able to answer the question: who is responsible for this disaster, who will recover this? Flood left the footprints not only in city but also in heart of people.

Recently same thing happen in Uttarakhand (U.P), heavy losses of lives, thousands of people drowned and killed. People from other state, city were come for pilgrimage but lost their lives. Is it again a punishment from God or something else what we call as disaster? Government promise to help the victims who suffered, as the same promised was done during Mumbai flood but nothing happened. If Government helps the victim with food, shelter and compensate with money, the question here is how it will compensate the loss of life?

We never know what life brings us but we can make each day a happy and brightful with our loved ones.

“Thank you guys for reading this article with so much of patience. But honestly the fear of drown in that night is still persist in my mind.”