Where did all that mud come from?
Guest writer tunglang shares his weekend with us:
The howling started around 10pm on Saturday. The sliding glass-door panes were vibrating to the unearthly howling of angry winds, as if some unseen entities were just outside my balcony trying to get in. The behaviour and intensity of the howling wind seemed intelligent, as if it was trying to manipulate our fear of the unknown Nature. The belting rain intermittently added to our anxiety of another flood. It seemed like long hours ahead.
At 2am on Sunday, I was alerted by my daughter of flood water coming through the gates at the security guard post. Surreal? It had never happened before! And I could see Lebuhraya Thean Teik flooded as high as a truck wheel! Witnessed a tree falling onto some cars and people frantically running out of their vehicles. Diners were stuck at McDonalds, taken by surprise during their Saturday-Sunday early morning rendezvous.
My in-laws requested our help as water rose quickly in their two houses. The muddy flood water at a retention pond at Taman Lau Geok Swee had breached its bank, which explained the flooding of Lebuhraya Thean Teik. No alert was given to residents nearby. A deja vu?
Actually, I had a nightmare a decade ago that Lebuh Rambai and Lebuhraya Thean Teik were flooded from a torrential river flowing from a swollen retention pond.
From 3am till 6.30am on Sunday, I went to help my in-laws as their houses were flooded under three feet of water and mud.
As I walked with my wife, on the way, I saw sand, branches, broken pieces of tar, green MBPP dustbins (yes, heavy and lifted by water), a child’s helmet, plastic pots, and of course mud.
The road at my in-laws’ house was covered with slippery mud, three inches thick, making it dangerous even for motorcycles. Cleaning up a flooded home was no easy task as there was mud everywhere. Sticky, slippery, damn it. I asked my mother-in-law how it compared to the 15 September flooding.
“More mud, more water,” she replied.
12.30pm, Sunday. Went to clean up my friend’s office at Jalan Terengganu – more mud and flood water. Nearly 3.5 feet of flooding, the 3mm thick front-door glass panel broken by flood water. A refrigerator wrestled down! And more mud, more water.
Question: Why MORE MUD? The howling winds brought them from Vietnam? If not, where did it come from?
A sleepless weekend, a back-breaking Sunday. No more howling wind tonight, please.