This post is in response to Laura Gabrielle Feasey’s blogging event literary lion. This week prompt picked up by the literary lion is “Ice”. You can view the details and other participant posts by clicking at this link.
My post is an incident from real life some years ago.
I have been on a vegetables shopping spree which takes place each week through some lanes. On that particular day, when I reached the place, suddenly the atmosphere developed into dark clouds with heavy winds blowing from all the four (rather say eight) directions in whirlwinds passing through the lanes blowing off each and everything on their way. The whole atmosphere has become chaotic with very cool and shivering gales. I was caught up in hailstorm. Ice pellets began falling from above. It appeared as if the whole sky had developed cracks and pieces of it falling from with lighting speed from such an altitude. Dark clouds were roaring like fierce, hungry lions. I had to take shelter below some safe concrete roof holding on to a pillar to guard myself from those heavy winds and save my head from those ice pellets. Everything has become chaotic with customers and vendors running hither-tither. Within minutes, all lanes were flowing with heavy rainwater. I got completely wet with the winds moulding the course of rain astray and spraying water every moment. It kept like that for full 30 minutes and everything was so dark and gloomy all around even after the rain and the ice pebbles stopped falling. It has been a great, unforgettable event in my life. I have never been in an hail storm like that before or afterwards.