Amphan super cyclone as seen by you
Amphan super cyclone as seen by you
Describe the aftermath of the super cyclone amphan as seen by you.
One of the greatest natural disasters I have seen in my life is the super cyclone ‘amphan’. I surely had read about cyclones in Geography, but what it can really do is what I witnessed. It took place from 16 to 21 May 2020 but even to this day, a little strong wind shakes me up with fear. While the daytime was not that bad, on the day the cyclone made its landfall, the night was definitely horrendous.
What I experienced in the night was only the audio of the visual that I was about to see the next morning. From the sound of tin and aluminum to the breaking of branches and tearing away of rooftops I could hear it all. Not to forget the sound of thunder that topped it. It was a dreadful night and an even more terrorizing morning.
Despite all the sounds at night, I did manage to get a little sleep. But the thoughts of what the situation might be outside kept playing in my head till I dozed off. I think that is what caused me to wake up with a fright quite early. No sooner did I open my eyes I went to my front door and took a sneak peek outside. I was stunned by what I saw.
I opened the door and stood on the top stair, staring at things, mostly broken and destroyed, fallen in my courtyard. It was filled with branches of the big mango tree in my house. All the mangoes of the tree were lying all over. There were all kinds of leaves and also a big advertisement flex that had flown in from somewhere. I assumed this must have been ripped off from its iron frame on a billboard.
I was running my eyes through all of this when I panned my eyes to my left to another surprise. My neighbours too have a mango tree close to the common boundary that we share, and a big fat branch had broken and fallen, crushing the boundary wall itself. This branch that fell was full of raw mangoes, something that I otherwise enjoyed eating. Some bricks that fell out of the wall lay around among the leaves, and the tap near the wall was damaged too. If I were to get a bird’s eye view of this whole place I am sure I would have seen debris everywhere. The setting looked incredibly depressing.
This was only what I saw within the precincts of my house. Getting an idea of the magnitude of destruction I decided to take a look at the surrounding place from my terrace. That was another site of devastation. I could barely open the terrace door, as it was blocked on the other side with parts of the trees that had fallen; I applied great force to the door so that the obstructions would move away. Finally I managed to open the door somehow and slipped through the little opening to the terrace. I had reached my viewing spot but only to see that half of the tin roof shade was missing. I shouted out to my dad and when he came, we saw how the supporting metallic pipe was dented and gave way to the roof sliding down. Luckily the roof was not entirely blown off; that would have caused greater damage. It was hanging somehow against the house wall, almost at the verge of being torn down.
Dad said we needed professionals to come and help us get that roof shade up again and that it would have to wait. So, I stood there near the ledge and looked around at the massacre and ruin. Some small houses that had tiles on their roofs were left with only the bamboo structure for the roof. The tiles slipped and fell one after another; I remember hearing the sound of the tiles smashing on the roadside. Further looking at the condition of the tree I thought, the trees must have groaned in pain before they were uprooted or broken off from the top. Even the trees had fallen into the pond near my house.
The cables, electric wires and internet connection cables seemed to be hanging like streamers everywhere. All were torn and hanging. What was worse, the electric pole near our house stood titled precariously. I did not know how to react but was sure that the brutal ravaging of the place by the super cyclone was going to take time to mend. With mixed feelings of anxiety, irritation, sorrow, and a little fear still left, I went back downstairs quietly into my room. The storm had left a deep scar on both the hearts and the living space of innumerable people. I was not spared too.
© Arked
Describe the aftermath of the super cyclone amphan as seen by you.
One of the greatest natural disasters I have seen in my life is the super cyclone ‘amphan’. I surely had read about cyclones in Geography, but what it can really do is what I witnessed. It took place from 16 to 21 May 2020 but even to this day, a little strong wind shakes me up with fear. While the daytime was not that bad, on the day the cyclone made its landfall, the night was definitely horrendous.
What I experienced in the night was only the audio of the visual that I was about to see the next morning. From the sound of tin and aluminum to the breaking of branches and tearing away of rooftops I could hear it all. Not to forget the sound of thunder that topped it. It was a dreadful night and an even more terrorizing morning.
Despite all the sounds at night, I did manage to get a little sleep. But the thoughts of what the situation might be outside kept playing in my head till I dozed off. I think that is what caused me to wake up with a fright quite early. No sooner did I open my eyes I went to my front door and took a sneak peek outside. I was stunned by what I saw.
I opened the door and stood on the top stair, staring at things, mostly broken and destroyed, fallen in my courtyard. It was filled with branches of the big mango tree in my house. All the mangoes of the tree were lying all over. There were all kinds of leaves and also a big advertisement flex that had flown in from somewhere. I assumed this must have been ripped off from its iron frame on a billboard.
I was running my eyes through all of this when I panned my eyes to my left to another surprise. My neighbours too have a mango tree close to the common boundary that we share, and a big fat branch had broken and fallen, crushing the boundary wall itself. This branch that fell was full of raw mangoes, something that I otherwise enjoyed eating. Some bricks that fell out of the wall lay around among the leaves, and the tap near the wall was damaged too. If I were to get a bird’s eye view of this whole place I am sure I would have seen debris everywhere. The setting looked incredibly depressing.
This was only what I saw within the precincts of my house. Getting an idea of the magnitude of destruction I decided to take a look at the surrounding place from my terrace. That was another site of devastation. I could barely open the terrace door, as it was blocked on the other side with parts of the trees that had fallen; I applied great force to the door so that the obstructions would move away. Finally I managed to open the door somehow and slipped through the little opening to the terrace. I had reached my viewing spot but only to see that half of the tin roof shade was missing. I shouted out to my dad and when he came, we saw how the supporting metallic pipe was dented and gave way to the roof sliding down. Luckily the roof was not entirely blown off; that would have caused greater damage. It was hanging somehow against the house wall, almost at the verge of being torn down.
Dad said we needed professionals to come and help us get that roof shade up again and that it would have to wait. So, I stood there near the ledge and looked around at the massacre and ruin. Some small houses that had tiles on their roofs were left with only the bamboo structure for the roof. The tiles slipped and fell one after another; I remember hearing the sound of the tiles smashing on the roadside. Further looking at the condition of the tree I thought, the trees must have groaned in pain before they were uprooted or broken off from the top. Even the trees had fallen into the pond near my house.
The cables, electric wires and internet connection cables seemed to be hanging like streamers everywhere. All were torn and hanging. What was worse, the electric pole near our house stood titled precariously. I did not know how to react but was sure that the brutal ravaging of the place by the super cyclone was going to take time to mend. With mixed feelings of anxiety, irritation, sorrow, and a little fear still left, I went back downstairs quietly into my room. The storm had left a deep scar on both the hearts and the living space of innumerable people. I was not spared too.
© Arked