A Knowledge by Junard Maru

The Terrible Storm

The wind goes by from north to south, slowly but strong enough to fall the tall trees, collapses the houses and bring a long lasting fear to the people who lived in Meloza.

But something I never forget! He! I can't find fear in his innocent face and brave eyes who still looked those natural flower. He can focus to look those lovely creature despite of terrible storm. How I wish to be like him.

Almost a minute pass, the wind run to and fro. Flashes like a lighting that comes from the east and shines unto the west. My father perspective about the weather earlier was totally different from what we saw, he says 'we will not be hitted so much pressure of the wind for our village was encircled by a large mountains facing from the north and west and that is exactly the movement of the storm'. I trusted what he says for my father was a farmer and whole of his life spinning to the nature. He predicted the weather through the movement of grasses and flowers, birds and even his body himself. But this exhausible experience was his first mistake about what he predicted.

Yes! the wind moves from north but it goes around, it moves North-by-North East to North East, North East to South East, South East to South West, South West to North West and North West to South. And currently south! the airway to our village.