After storm comes calm in the town!
But nobody is seen stalking around
Fearing they may be hit by objects
Hurled by forceful wind again......!
Trauma of severe storm makes panicky
Making all remain secure in closed doors!
All the streets are strewn with fresh leaves
Stripped off from trees in eerie night...!
In one bakery and liquor shop people stand
In queues to purchase available snacks....!
With no water and food all have to pull on
A night and a day before any relief comes!
Despite destruction one star hotel functions
By generator to feed visitors as rare gesture!
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