Keeraikuppam was a small coastal village near Nagapatinam. Even
though the people in the village toiled in the seas every day, they lived
happily. It was a pleasant Sunday morning in December. Just like any other
day, the villagers had started their routine. A few of them had already
left to the sea, and the others were preparing to go to sea. Meena‛s family
was also at the shore to see off her father going to the sea. After the
men sailed into the sea, the women would return to other tasks that need
their attention. The children would play under the many coconut trees in
the village.
The village bell was about to strike eight times. The bell caretaker
was ready to ring the bell. Just then, he saw that the sea water had receded
a few hundred metres. Soon, many in the village noticed the same. All the
children and the villagers started running towards the sea. Meena and her
mother were also with them. The seawater continued to recede. All had
gathered along the shore to see it. The bell hit eight times. People now
saw a wave far away in the sea. Excitedly, they pointed to the wave that
was raising high in the sea. It was common for people to be excited by big
waves in Keeraikuppam. Everyone was getting ready to brace the big wave
that was coming towards them. Little did they know that the wave was
increasing in height and would seem to touch the sky as it neared them. It
was now getting closer to the shore with a roar.
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