It came
with no warning, suddenly, outside my living room window; everything was
flying, spinning, and whirling. A
silvery zigzag lightning ignited the evening sky. Soon a deep low rolling sound
became audible, followed by a loud crashing sound of thunder. Few seconds later, a gray curtain of rain
plashed down.
As
the storm intensified, I heard rattling sound coming out from my bedroom. One of the windows was half open, so I went
in to shut it. Almost immediately, I
heard a loud thump, like a flying bullet, an object hit the window, and the next
thing I knew, my hand was bleeding, blood gashing down and I found myself
standing next to a shattered window with disbelief.
Inside
the room, broken glasses were scattered all over the bed and floor, fragments
of picture frames, plants and ornaments were lying every where. Leaves, twigs
and dirt continued flying through the hole of that broken window. The scene was chaotic and unreal! For a short moment, I thought I was watching a
3D movie and all the flying, blowing were just 3D hallucination effect. .
When
I finally calmed down, I begun to comprehend what had just happened. The giant tree next to our building fell and one
of its boughs flew through my window. Its biggest limp was still dangerously
dangling outside my bedroom window. No
one answered the emergency number when I called. I kept dialing the number over and over, but
in vain. Finally, I heard Eddie’s voice;
our maintenance guy was running up and down the stairs. I opened my door and stopped him. He looked overwhelmed but was still kind enough
to inspect my window. He promised by
next week, my window would be fixed.
Then, he looked at me and murmured something about how luck I was…..
Next
morning, I found out my upstairs neighbor’s ceiling collapsed in the mid of the
storm, her apartment was completely destroyed and water was still dripping to
her carpet. I felt so bad for her and
realized how fortunate I was indeed.
Now
the storm is over and the sky is clear, but I still remember that dreading deep
low tones of thunders reverberating in darkness, how helpless and fragile I
felt when I stood facing that broken window alone….
l still
enjoy watching a thunder storm intensified, am in awe of its extravagant
grandeur, but now, I come to respect it... more than ever!.
