Surviving A Flash Flood

The Flood

After an unusually cool summer this year, the second half of June and early July turned out to be incredibly hot and humid. The rains usually arrive by June-end but this year the heat was relentless. Till suddenly in mid-July the skies opened up, and how.

On the morning of 19 July, we woke up to swirling waters outside our doors. The lightning and thunder had started the previous night, and it started pouring by 4am. But since it was dark outside, one didn't realise the quantity of rain that was falling. By 7am the water started entering our house - from under the doors, and from all the piping outlets. The rain fell incessantly, sometimes heavy followed by light spells. 

We rushed to remove whatever little we could from the watery onslaught - groceries in cartons, cane furniture, cartons full of books and stationery, floor mats and rugs. Bewildered by the ankle-deep water all over the house, we just sat pondering what hit us. Nobody wanted breakfast even; the worry had killed our appetite. As did the dysfunctional toilets.

Thankfully the authorities had the good sense to switch off the power otherwise electrocutions would have been imminent. The RWA managed to get a pump running by the afternoon that ensured that water levels receded somewhat by the evening. 

Endless rounds of pushing out the water from our rooms using wipers resulted in backaches. Cooked food available in the fridge was a big saving grace. 

The rain stopped by the evening. Electricity was restored around 9pm after the authorities checked each junction to rule out the possibility of short circuits.

The Aftermath

Dampness

Most of the water was gone by the next day after many rounds of thorough cleaning. But one bedroom had a faulty floor levelling, and the accumulated water just stayed put in the corners and middle for a couple of days.

Smell

Floodwaters carry a typical odour, something we discovered when the smell of dampness lingered for days. This despite our trying all forms of ventilation and perfumery to give our olfactory senses some relief.

Spoilage

Stored pulses that had been timely pulled out of harm's way still developed a lot of infestation. Even after the skies had cleared and the sun was out.

Termites

Possibly the worst outcome of the flash flood was a termite attack, both on our mango tree and in the kitchen. The tree is eventually dying, with very little chance of a revival despite our best efforts at containing the termites. Meanwhile, an entire cupboard of the kitchen had to be cleaned out, and yet the termites seem to be spreading to adjoining cupboards.

Climate change is real, and right here! Even our own homes are no longer a safe haven. Time to clean up our act or get swept away...