The V-R Family’s Love Affair With Extensive Flooding: Eight weeks after Hurricane Katrina and associated flooding drove me out of my home in New Orleans, my parents now enjoy a winter stay in Chennai, which flooded badly after a severe cyclonic storm hit the coastal South Indian city this past weekend.
[Cyclone is the generic term for an organized, tropical, low-pressure system with wind speeds higher than 40mph. What is referred to as a severe cyclonic storm in that part of the world is your average, friendly-neighborhood hurricane here.]
Some statistics from The Hindu —
Families marooned: Two lakhs (200,000)
No. of relief centres: 121
No. of residents in relief centres: Three lakhs (300,000)
No. of food packets distributed: 10.5 lakhs (1,050,000)
Just to give you an idea, the number of Chennai residents currently in shelters is approximately 75% of the New Orleans population prior to Hurricane Katrina.
The Rising Waters motif is getting old. 2005, offically the year of the Drowning Monkey, began with a phone call from my mother, in Chennai on her last winter vacation there:
Mom: “The sea water is rising on the high road and looks like it’s going to make it to our [four blocks from the Bay of Bengal] home. We don’t know what’s going on.”
Me: “2 + 2 … square root of … carry the 3 = !!! … Ohhhh! You just got hit by a tsunami from this morning’s earthquake in Aceh.”
Mom: “Is that what it is? [turns on TV] Yes, you are right, it is a tsunami. No one here even knows what that is. Imagine the number of beach-dwellers who just lost their lives or homes. I have to go now, there is a horde of people moving onto the sidewalks outside our house.”
Thankfully, the tsunami surge did not make it as far as my parents’ home and my aunt got only a few inches in her seaside apartment, but you remember the aftermath of the Southeast Asian quake and tsunami. Following that, Katrina, Rita, Wilma and Beta in the Gulf of Mexico. And now, most low-lying areas of Chennai are still underwater and residents are angry. Sound familiar?
Praise the pantheon yet again, beyond a lack of power for two whole days, my parents were not affected by the most recent influx of water either. Yet, the losing emotional battle with the flashing neon sign that reads Nature 5 Humans 0 is severely disheartening. While discussing this with a colleague earlier, I remarked, “It’s time for a change of pattern. Bring on the locusts and invading aliens already.” It seems I’m to be careful what I wish for.
Here are some pictures of traffic and city living during the flood, taken compiled by Chennai blogger, Jaggy. The images remind me of New Orleans during tropical storms, while others show buses and motorists plodding forth, cyclone-related flood or not. Life must go on.
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HAPPY HALLOWEEN! If you hadn’t noticed, the color palette of this blog has been gearing up for the most beloved of Maitri’s Annual Events for a while. Now you know the madness behind the method.
Did I have a great weekend? Eating, shopping and calaveras across the border in Mexico followed by Halloween, beaches and margaritas on South Padre Island, all with W, one of the coolest girls from my graduate school days. For three days, I didn’t eat, sleep or think on New Orleans / Houston pathologies. Even quasi-homeless bloggers in limbo need breaks.
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The Newest Riehle: VatulBlog proudly welcomes Devin Robert Riehle into this wild, wild world. May he be the answer to tropical depressions, global warming and bad fashion. Devin was born on October 26th, weighed in at 9 lbs. 14 oz. and is 21″ long – BIG BOY! Proud parents, Mike and Tonya, are former residents of Lakeview; in fact, we first met at The Dock.


