It was just another day in the office located at a port, except for the warning from the Meteorological Department of a thunderstorm and flood, and that made a scary difference !
Seated on my chair, bit stressed about the departmental politics, my mind turned a wandering wind roaring wild outside the trembling shutters of my room windows, and it struck me like a bright lightening spark, 'Why risk my life ? My kids need me and I can fulfill all other duties to only by keeping safe and alive.'
So I started off towards home in my loving car with a favorite number on my stereo. soon I had reached the weird stretch where there is a Sea by the road side ! The site has magnetic beauty and I have found myself getting hooked there clicking pics but still I could never capture enough of the amazing view.
Today it was as if the sea retaliated !! Even though the ghostly dark clouds and the worsening winds were freighting me, I happen to stop there instead of racing to the safety of my house. Still many miles away. Clicking pics, for me is a reflex action, but I took a step further into a video mode, shooting the restless water and recording its mysterious sound.
Through the camera I could see the water running towards me ! Hungrily !! As if to engulf me !!! My hands shook as evident from the video disturbing the focus, but my strong mind took control and I completed the shoot. Then again I looked at the waves..... I experienced a magnetic pull but negative in nature, It appeared as if my car was getting drawn into the challenging waters, and I shivered ! I could sense death approaching !!! Gathering strength I made escape driving away immediately.
Even while rushing ahead I could feel my car cutting upstream. No, not against the powerful wind blowing opposite but against the dreadful pull of approaching death ! I Thought of my God and made exit.
I have watched angry waves and their mesmerizing action. But I haven't thought of them pulling me in to the sea. For someone who can't swim, that may be the case. But hurricanes certainly do come in land and swallow people up with their violence and flooding waters.
I hope death for me comes peacefully in my sleep. I once wrote a frightening story that I posted here about someone could not physically escape the floodwaters Hurricane Katrina when she washed into New Orleans.
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I hope death for me comes peacefully in my sleep. I once wrote a frightening story that I posted here about someone could not physically escape the floodwaters Hurricane Katrina when she washed into New Orleans.
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