Flood havoc

At times, the shadow of nature hangs over personal life. We cannot do anything even by taking steps. Countries remain cut off from the world. The time of student life starts revolving around us, as we cannot live as we were, even today the havoc of nature keeps us stuck somewhere. Even today, the condition of those days has become like the situation around us. If you want to go somewhere outside, then the fear remains. The whole life rests on these events. One who goes once does not think of coming again. Because he does not want to take risks again and again on these narrow roads.

It is about those days when I came home after reading and writing. Tired of household chores. Seeing themselves sharing their hands in household chores, friends also waited for the village. Every year innumerable people take apples from their orchards and go to the markets of Chandigarh and Delhi. I go to the city in the summer for my studies. Some of my friends are also like this. One day during the rainy season, there was a flood in the Sutlej river. The roof of the people living on the side of the road was blown off. Nothing left.

My friend started saying Where the bridge used to cross has also been broken. Can't we take everyone to the mandis? I was surprised to say! Hey, the government will do something till then. A lake has formed on the bridge that you have been crossing. Even if the bridge cannot be built again, the water level has risen a lot. The road was not ruined in one place. It was broken in many places. I realized this when the season came to a close. I started saying friend, the whole year's crop of apples is used for the household expenses. I still remember the difficult period of that time, how the soldiers of the army helped in crossing the river. Big rafts were starting to cross the boxes in the lake. We kept waiting, when will we get a chance.

One by one, all the villagers were leaving. We got the number only after two days. After leaving from there, days began to pass in search of another vehicle and driver. Here the danger of apples not rotting in the boxes also started looming. With great difficulty somehow reached the mandis after weeks. It was as if our life had become like a flood. The wrath of nature overpowered human emotions. Life had become hopeless and desperate. If our crop does not reach the mandis on time. The flood weakened the economic condition of many people. My friend started saying, Ashish! Don't let this situation happen again.

I said! What's next for nature? When whatever has to happen, happens. The havoc of this flood is the link in the life of all of us.

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