7.58 AM, 3rd April 2024, Hualien

At one millisecond, you are thinking what must have happened! Is it war since there were fighters hovering at night or faulty construction! but there is no time to dwell on it as I can barely stand straight. I look at my son still in the violently shaking bed! I ask him to get up immediately and declare that we have to get out of the hotel room. Glad that I have his hand, but tensed as we cant make it to the room door, a brain wave strikes to get under the table. As we are safe under the table with pacing hearts, I tell him ‘this is an earthquake’.

Google Maps – sharing geo location with family
Taiwan Weather App – checking updates

There are few things you wish have never happened and you never have to talk about it, this is one of those. But I am still sharing here as a witness to the event and spreading the word for those who would want to read.

As I am typing this, my heart is still pounding on what might have been and on what we have escaped!

The Taroko National park trails that we had been to, lie in shambles now. While we had marvelled on the engineering of the bridges and tunnels from the era of world war II, little had we guessed the reason for so many revamps!

1st April
3rd April – Shakadang Trail

Earthquakes are common in this part of the world, commonly known as the ring of fire, but earthquake of 7.2 magnitude has broken a record of 25 years.

We had to stay in Hualien for the night as the rails and roads were disrupted. The only option to go to Taipei was to go southwards by road and then take a fast train to the north. Thinking that the worst was over, we stayed back for the night. And what a night it was. On the 5th floor now, we experienced around 120 earthquakes ranging from 4 – 5.5 magnitude – probably done with our quota of lifetime.

Without a wink of sleep though, the next day was a new day. Life didn’t stop, we made new friends in the common adversity and said our final good bye.

The earth continued to shake while we waited for our train to Taipei the next day.

God is great they say but I wish god was great to all the families lost in the debris.

🙏🏻

Mew Mew

Not even a year back we were introduced to this adorable ball of fur, and since then our life has been mushed!

And you will agree now and how 🙂

While each pet parent feels that their pet is the best, ours is the bestest. How my heart beams with pride when someone fondly mentions our cato. I am sometimes astonished how this little thing can have powers to create a fan following, influence our moods and habits. There are so many tickles that our heart had not known!

There is so much joy and bliss in the house of a pet, something that I had not known and couldn’t have understood till the time Mew entered our lives.

Just as a plant, a pet should also be part pf each house hold. Adopt one, buy one as per your liking but surely have one around you and you will feel a positive change. It is a transforming experience, much needed for self growth and also good for the planet.

Amen and Thank you!

Bing Again!

Almost 13 years ago I had written about the ‘Sound of Found’ https://charvi.me/2016/08/19/sound-of-found/?preview=true

Here I am sharing about it again, but this time for Chat GPT feature.

I asked it to critique my poem and here is Bing’s response –

I am happy that now I have someone to share my writings with 😂, but I am not very happy about the suggestion, hence I will go my way but thanks so much Bing 🙂

You sound intelligent and reliable but not this time!

the set up

So far
In distance and time

So close
To deceit and blames
To cowardice and momentary gains
To looking good and planting pains

Not all can be forgiven
Not all can be forgotten

Doesn’t matter now

So far
In distance and time

What matters is
If you are able to carry the weight

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In my forties something

in my 38 something I could smell the wisdom around the corner
I imagined myself …
beaming with a glow and gliding through the air
with a magic wand and a healing spell

Now in my 40 something
I am almost there …
working hard on my skin and trying to lose weight
multi tasking and trying to find rhythm

Where do they go?

Lost emotions, abandoned connections and old memories

Do they become

whirl winds or the first rain?

Or seeds or mushrooms in deep forests?

Or lightening of a stormy night or ripples in the pond?

No one knows but I would like to believe so

They are all around me in dust or kind

the river flows

Opposites attract they said

So the river submitted to her destiny

She tried hard to find new purpose in the deep blue sea

but sooner she realised she had lost her identity

She didn’t exists anymore

but her soul longed to go back once more

This time to go back

and create her destiny

Being a Bubble

Water boiling in the pot

Some bubbles burst too early, some reach the surface

bubbles in boiling water

Bubbles that burst in the liquid causes ripples, while some die in anonymity

Some bubbles reach the surface and burst hot steam

The bubble doesn’t know it’s fate, but continues in the energy cycle

Not sure which bubble is better, but each has a role in boiling water