In response to daily post’s one word prompt : Storm
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In Dhaka (Bangladesh) one afternoon my classmate and I were stuck in the university, because of an unexpected cyclone that hit the city that day. We were not sure how long we’d have to wait, we were impatient and boldly stepped out of the building, there were no rickshaws available that day, our only recourse was to walk.
When we stepped out of the building the male students tried to warn us it was not a good idea, we ignored their warning and continued walking, we were dressed in a sari, the wind was getting stronger and at times we felt we may be blown away. Every time a strong gust of wind blew we were pinned to the ground and waited for the crazy wind to take a breather.
From the campus we walked on the main road, there were no vehicles visible , only us the crazy lunatics trying to fight the wind and walk onward, we took one step forward and were pushed several steps backward. This was how we were moving , until we came to the corner where our residence was located.There was still a nice bit of pavement for us to walk to reach our residence. The storm was relentless, the thought that a sudden gust of wind might blow us off our feet and drop us on the busy road frightened us we stopped hoping the storm would be calmer and we’d reach our residence safely.
As we stopped and wondered our next move, I saw a white car stop beside the road,driving the car was a gentleman whom neither of us knew. The man was calling us, we ignored him and took few short steps forward, suddenly a woman’s smiling face appeared urging us to get into the car. This gave us hope that it was safe to get the ride, we walked over, the man’s angry voice thundered, “You shouldn’t be walking in this storm, now get in and let me know where you’re headed.”
We were only a few metres away from our residence, the good Samaritan started his car and zoomed into the residence,it took us about five minutes to reach our destination. It was an experience I’d never forget!