Narrate the frightening scene you saw from your window, when you watched the
cyclonic storm 'Nisarga' wreaking havoc in your city.
Write the composition (300-350 words)
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I live in Mumbai, in a high rise building that is at a little distance from the shore. I, like the other residents of the city, knew that the cyclone Nisarga was to hit Mumbai soon. It was just a matter of time.
The skies had been cloudy since the last two days, but when Nisarga arrived, the skies looked angry. It rained heavily and the winds behaved like invaders, out to loot and plunder and leave behind a trail of destruction. I could see that Nisarga would cause a lot of damage.
As I looked out of the window, I spotted a couple of uprooted trees. The winds had used all their might to pull out the trees and throw them on to the cars in the parking lot. The cars' alarms kept sounding, but the noise was lost in the sounds of the howling wind and heavy rain.
As I watched fear-stricken, a third tree got uprooted. This tree leaned dangerously against the electric wires. In less than a minute, the wires snapped and plunged our part of the city in darkness even at midday.
A little further away, I could see the waves hitting the shore violently. If the intensity of the storm increased even a little bit, the sea would make its way into the city, and Mumbai would be flooded. We would be in greater trouble!
Angry drops of rain threw themselves against the window panes. I suddenly thought of the slum dwellers. The rain must be making such a ruckus on their tin roofs, and water must be entering their homes.
My city was getting battered ruthlessly, but it was still in a better situation than Ali Baug. News reports had shown rooftops being blown off there. All I could do was hope that the storm would weaken and things would go back to normal.
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