It was like a scene from a movie, after the floods, open burnings with smoke and fire all around the streets, like a battle just happened. Like those old German movies where tanks pass by the streets while the soldiers looks out of the hatch and sees grey smoke and rubble everywhere. (I was in a truck).
“Is this the worse floods you have seen in your lifetime?”
“I have seen many floods happening here, but it’s getting bad now, but a flood is always a flood. We will always loose what we own.”
“What’s your worse experience this time?”
“I lost all my favourite items, my chair, my cabinet and my table. I used them for many years, I worry I won’t be able to afford to buy new once, I’m a poor man and the flood destroyed everything. Who is going to help me now?”
“Did you get any aid from NGOs?”
“No who wants to help an old man! They send all the aid in the school in town, it’s too far for me, I’m not going there. Doesn’t matter, I don’t care if nobody wants to help, I have my family and sons to clean up the house. What can I do now, I lost everything. This is how life is.”
“Can I get your picture?”
“Yeah up to you, take it quick.”
(East Coast Floods, Kota Bharu 2015)
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