The Calm Before the Storm
I was comfortably flattened on our bed when i fired my television. As I slowly drifted to a deep concentration, well, actually, more of going to a deep sleep – the little remaining consciousness was able to vaguely pick an announcement from our President, something about a super typhoon and that he is urging everybody to prepare. I drifted, slowly drifted – then there was peace. I woke up early for I had a consultancy gig to attend to. Not really paying attention to whatever has lingered in my slumber and went about my normal routine. I was too busy that day that I practically cut out any outside communication – even a wee bit of concern to a creeping disaster in our horizon… and she came.
Even children had to get food from abandoned stores in Tacloban city to survive.
(Grabbed from rappler.com)
Storm Surge in Samar.
(grabbed from philstar.com)
A street in northern Cebu after being hit by Typhoon Yolanda.
(grabbed from newsinfo.inquirer.net)
Tears fell, my heart sank and you would just want to call everybody in your phonebook and tell them you love them. We only felt I guess a fart of Yolanda while she was pounding other areas but you can sense in my Kababayans that they were (and still are) very concerned. Everybody, and I mean everybody I came across with wore this aura of great loss. Social media was even worse. I’ll just shake my head in utter disappointment to netizens who did not help improve the situation. I wouldn’t even dare say that I can imagine how the victims felt after. When we are in pain, instinctively, we would want to ease the burden by sharing it. Though some won’t admit, but we long for sympathetic ears, warm hugs and kind words. But how can our victims unload when everybody around them is in the same situation. Where even the air you breathe gives you pain and everywhere you look -there’s anguish staring right back at you. Again, I wouldn’t even dare say I can imagine what they went and are going through – it’s just unfair to do so.
A family as they go to an evacuation center in Cebu City. (Grabbed from http://globalnation.inquirer.net)
Sheena Junia literally surfed Haiyan’s waves to survive.
(Photo grabbed from Sheena’s Facebook Account)