Tropical Storm : In Bangladesh every year we have devastating storms which are called cyclones.One year my classmate and I got stuck in the university. The storm started all of a sudden.We were very nervous ,we did not want to stay in the university building,the only available transport for us was the Rickshaw.We knew it was impossible for the rickshaw driver,to take any passengers.The wind was blowing at about seventy miles per hour. We suddenly made up our mind to walk and started walking,we would walk a few yards,then had to stop because of frequent gusts of wind made it difficult to carry on.I cannot remember,how far we were from our residence.Luckily a car stopped by the roadside, to give us a ride,it so happened he was a male driver.We decided to continue walking.He honked and was calling us,we still ignored him,then I saw a woman,she opened the window, smiled and called us. Although we were not certain, we decided to take the offer. The man was furious he said, ‘You should not take a chance like this’. We were dropped off at our residence. It was one escape I will always remember. Also the good Samaritan who went out of his way to help us.