What started off as a monsoon rain early in November sustained till December. By the time the state understood the enormity of the situation, it was too late for any help from outside to reach it and the city was totally cut-off from any means of communication or transportation. The world was watching us waiting to shower loads of love and attention, but the rain wouldn’t recede. We have heard the survivors of the Independence struggle narrate the episodes of how they stood together against the British. But the nation witnessed the rise of the youth. The anger, resentment and tech- savviness were transformed into positive energy. Any engineer or a Management graduate who plunged himself into the rescue operations would never in life witness a better example of demand and supply. In fact, I remember one of the news channels stating that there were more volunteers on the streets than the victims. 50 years down the lane we will be narrating the folklore of the floods to our kids. But it’s high time we put things on paper, document it. This is not just another book. Am sure you are preserving an important piece of an historical archive!
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