In man’s life sometimes some incidents happen and it is too hard to forget that time. I have faced a five minutes incidence. It gave me a scratch and has taken a permanent place in my mind. A moment can change history, lifestyle and even can destroy everything. It was an incident of 1995.I had an experience of seeing and living in a horrible destruction. Before that day I did not know how powerful the nature could be! And how furious the destructive character of nature is! I know this because I watched it. It was a cloudy morning in 1995 and was raining since night. My mother seated beside the fireplace and was trying to set fire on the straw. My grandmother was cutting the vegetables and my aunt was washing the dishes. I sited on a chair and chewed some pop-rice. My uncle was making a rope and lal miya waiting behind him because he want to take the rope for our red cow .my cat was moving around me and making snoring Sound. Sometimes it touched my feet by its warm body and tail. I really enjoyed all this. Suddenly the light flew away. The darkness hidden so far in the narrow corners of my room suddenly showed its ugly face and started jumping and hopping around in a fury like a cat gone completely out of its mind and ready to bite ant moment. When this black cat of darkness touched my body I felt terribly cold. I looked at the sky and saw that the clouds; were fighting like a wild elephants. Sometimes the lightning did criticize and showed its teeth from that fighting. Some moments later the blow of wind was rising every moment. I could not hear anything except the sound of the wind. I did not know when I stood up. The wind tried to take me away and I held the pillar of veranda with all my might. The guava trees bowed itself to the storm and touched its head to the ground as if it was praying to the almighty to forgive it and to save it. I looked at the sky and saw a big black cloud. Moving around the whole sky &tried to fly everything with it. I saw the tin, the branches and leaves of the trees- everything was flying like a helpless piece of cotton. The fear made me freeze. I closed my eyes and held the pillar as tightly as I could. I felt miserably helpless I could not pay attention to anything only I kept wondering will I keep alive till the end? The sound of the Azan came to my ear .My uncle gave Azan. I opened my eyes and saw something. I was not ready to see all those. In front of my eyes only the frame of our house was standing. There was nothing over my head. The rain water was falling on my head. I was powerless to move and powerless to cry. The touch of my mom made me feel heavenly. I got out of this horrible situation. All were crying except my uncle. I know male should not cry. May be my uncle also knows this –he did not cry. He was standing like a statue with a thoughtful face. The home which was so strong till moments ago was nothing but a frame now. The tree which was full of fruits, leaves, and branches was nothing but a complete ugly mess now. Everything was nothing but the frame and we had no company but the sky. It was a complete intolerable emptiness. We were scared to death, helpless as well as hopeless. In that time my father was in India for business purpose. After his return he was speechless. The storm destroyed all the trees he planted. We had to live ten days under the open sky with the other villagers who met the same fate. Sometimes when I remember every moment of that time, I realize how helpless the man is! I will never be able to forget this. Click This Link