The Diluge

All I could do was gulp for plenty of muddy and salty water. As the strong current of sea water washed away all our belongings, tearing our houses to pieces. I was helpless. I could hear the wailing of the women, the cries of children and the helplessness of men being washed away and slammed against the floating debris of rocks and hard objects. I was one of them. I felt the water engulfing myself. I could sense the coldness, the damp but I did not feel any pain.

Then I woke feeling bewildered of what could be the meaning of that dream. A week later I got the news of a very bad typhoon that hit Indonesia.