Yesterday evening at around 7 pm, the water started to enter our ground floor homes, we tried to build dykes using jute boris, bricks and badarpur-filled kattas but nothing helped.
The sewers in the bathrooms and kitchens started to back-flow besides the water entering from our front doors. But the worst thing to happen was that water started to seep-out of our floors and then all of us decided to give up the wipers and the mops and concentrate on shifting all we could do ‘higher’ terrains and then laughed at our state. Well, what was the fun in crying over this? We knew we could do no better than what we had, it was time for watching some TV and entertaining ourselves while our slippers floated around in the water surrounding our bed.
The hard work began this morning as the water level on the streets went a bot down and we could clear our rooms of the water by using wipers and mops. Chottu and the daily wage labourer hired for the day were a great help!
The area MLA Mr. Bansal visited the locality, the ground floor residents- angry and furious dragged him in to take a round and see the sorry state of their houses.
The waterlogged streets resembled the streets of a flooded city but all of this was not due to a ravaging river but rather because of the faulty drainage system that has been damaged further thanks to the brainless work on the main drainage pipe carried out last year.
Don’t know what really materialised during that visit of the MLA, for us life went on smooth and fine, as we worked our way through the man-made floods and by the evening while the streets outside continue to remain waterlogged, normalcy had returned to our homes and lives.
