Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Do I want to remember this day?

As I walk home at 6:20 pm in the windy streets of Sag Harbor, I worry, of trees falling over me. As much as I love the noise of the trees, I fear the wrath of nature. I fear the aftermath of Sandy, its effects, loss it will cause to the millions who live on the east coast of the United States. Television across the continent may not give you a clear view of the reality here, as I read people post about being desperate to come here, to the wrecked east coast of USA.
Fallen tress, leaves on the ground, water everywhere and homeless people without any power at hand. No power to feed their phones, no power to do anything, against the power of nature.

as the MTA subway is flooded with water, the busses and subways and taxis stand still, with no where to go, as the roads are rein with water and fallen tress. Atlantic city, the city of casinos looks like maldives  or an ocean town now, battery park became venice last night, the bay at sag harbor roared like an angry lion, only to flood the bay street by ankle deep water. Our backyard was flooded with leaves, without any visible ground. Millions were powerless and thousands took shelter in the rescue lands of the government help. Another billion may have called the emergency helplines to learn about their loved ones, to know about their safety, relived like me, by just one text that says-OK.

I can only describe what I see, but the damage caused can be felt only by those who experienced it. I wonder if I want to remember this day, and yes I do, as I faced the fierce storm of the history.
May Sandy never come back again.

flooded bay street at sag harbor