Thank God - I am alive~!
Move in the villages or other metro city like Delhi by road, bus, air and in train alone and even in the night was not an easy thing. That time communication was also not their like mobile phone so people at home really were not aware on what mode of transportation I am taking, what time I am reaching or coming etc. I used to take midnight train/ journey in order to save the day time and work and also used to come back exactly at the midnight, some time I used to spend half of the night at the waiting room of the railway station so I can catch the auto ricksow early morning. This is to save the auto ricksow fare which is 1 and half time more before 5 in the morning. I was asked no. of questions by the care taker of the waiting room and I was eyewitness of many cases of helpless women or women or girls who were run away from the homes, many time I have seen the abused women are been given shelter for the night by police and taken in the morning. SO I was used to have an encounter some kind of questions.
I can’t forget my journey’s to the districts in night, in totally crowded bus, sitting in between the two rows of the seats. This situation was due to the sudden accidents to our bus and we have to travel more than half of the distance to the destination by sitting. It is very difficult in overnight journeys. I don’t know who forces us to do such things, and weather saving money was an important or safety? I used to catch the running train always after completing my office work in evening to the long distance.
I can’t and will never forget the dangerous journey in extreme rainy situation. Whenever I see rain I used to remember many incidents, the dangerous ventures in my life.
One day when there was extreme rain I do not remember the exact year but it must be 1993 or 1994 when the entire Gujarat was gifted by heavy rain and almost all the highways were closed and flooded. We have plan to stay in Radhanpur for about 7 days for field work and we were so stupid we were moving in the villages in extreme rain without knowing situation all over place, (this is routine problem with the people who work at the grass roots level) in one village our jeep trapped in to deep water, on a neck high water, after more than half an hour we could fetch out the jeep with the help of one tractor. When we came back to Radhanpur we have been told if we have to go out from Radhanpur, immediate otherwise it can be after 7 days because entire radhanpur was flooding and they were breaking nala so water can be directed out from the city. After long discussion we have decided to leave in jeep towards Ahmadabad, but I don’t want to describe we have seen the death under the water at Dashada bridge and also at the VIram gam near Sokali crossing at midnight. Uff we have almost drowned away in the water, I still feel there was no scope of escaping, but we have, how can I share this at home? (Stupidity and luck)
In 1999 when cyclone emerged, again we were just one minute ahead and eye witness of the bridge broken on the river from Nakhatrana to Bhuj, we just passed it.
In 1997 or 1998 there was flood in Kutch and I was so stupid, we have gone towards the coastal areas of west Kutch with the big bus along with the block officers and all the officers were following our jeep, (because there was no road to village and our driver only knew the way) we came to know that some of the villages at the borders are been trapped so whatever people can be brought back. All the block officers were requesting me to go back. Normal tendency that if female or a women workers are there they feel they have to take care of us. The village people were moved at the safe place and refused to come out so we all came back, that night in the extreme cyclonic rain I have made the journey in jeep along from Naliya to Bhuj, I have remembered I have not seen any single vehicles and in the midnight only I heard the total road was blocked and it was closed for more than 10 days, no. of small bridges and tress fallen down, I was eye witness to many of them. It was almost midnight I was travelling from Naliya to Bhuj.alone…!
Many time I was not able to share many thing at home otherwise they all will be worried. So today when I see myself alive I feel it’s just luck, I am fortunate. Also many more such risky ventures but that time who was there to stop and I was not aware what is fear?
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