Some days don’t have a dramatic
story, yet they still leave us feeling dissatisfied. Today was one of those
days — a reminder of how the weather, especially during a cyclone, can take
over every part of life. With Cyclone Ditwah hovering over Chennai, the entire
day felt wrapped in rain and restlessness.
The sky remained stubbornly grey
right from the morning. Thick clouds gathered like a blanket, blocking every
hint of sunlight. There was no brightness, no warmth — only a dull heaviness
that made even noon look like early evening. The rain, driven by Ditwah’s outer
bands, fell continuously, sometimes soft, sometimes fierce, but never really
stopping.
Cold winds pushed through every
gap, making it impossible to keep doors or windows open. The entire house
stayed shut, not out of choice but because the cyclone made it necessary. Even
the simplest routines became unexpectedly complicated. Clothes refused to dry —
a common Chennai struggle during cyclones. I ended up tying an extra clothline
in the balcony, and now rows of damp clothes hang stubbornly, swaying in the
chilly gusts yet drying nowhere close to completion.
Technology didn’t help either. The
DTH signal behaved just like the weather — unpredictable. The TV flickered on
and off, as if the satellite itself was tired of the downpour. Power
fluctuations and unstable signals only added to the frustration.
Nothing disastrous happened, yet
these small inconveniences piled up silently. The gloom outside slowly seeped
indoors, affecting the pace, mood, and even the energy of the day. Cyclone
Ditwah didn’t bring chaos to my doorstep, but it did bring a long list of
little disturbances — the kind that test your patience without announcing
themselves loudly.
But like every cyclone, this too
will pass. And when the clouds finally part and a ray of sunlight returns, even
a normal day will feel like a small blessing.
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