Storm Blog

Last night I dreamed that someone was throwing chairs down from around the table. This morning when I woke up an awe inspiring thunderstorm was booming outside. Lightning flashed through the sky every few seconds and the deep rumbling was almost continuos. We watched, riveted to the spectacle just outside our window, until dawn lightened the sky to deep gray.

Rain started to pour, as the thunder died out. Palm trees blowing in the wind reached their bright green fronds to the sky as if in gratitude for the shower that rinsed off months of dust and soot.

It’s sunny now, and hot. But today the sun is shining on a new Chittagong. One that is crisp and green, full of electricity and possibility. Anything could happen on a day like this.