I had returned from a meeting during the hottest part of the day and plunged into my work that was pending for quite some time. Suddenly I felt my chair shaking and my head reeling and thought my imagination/ creativity was going wild. Even before I could attribute any reason for what was happening, my hand placed on the rose wood table( which stood steady like a rock) started moving in the gentlest of fashion. I immediately drew back my hand and placed it on the table once again but experienced the same sensation all over. Soon I began feeling sick and thought the five star food I had at the meeting was playing havoc with my system and cursed my indulgence.
Since I wished to divert myself I switched on the television to watch the regional news and what I saw shocked me –the anchor who was in the midst of reading the news bulletin perhaps felt something strange happening to her because she suddenly looked flabbergasted and turning from one side to the other went on repeating ‘chair aadradhu, chair aadradhu’. It was only then I realized the culprit was not what I had imagined but the result of nature’s fury manifesting thousands of miles away.
The spot interviews conducted by the regional television channels playing on the gullibility of men/women on the street was amusing for the way the interviewers were asking them to describe their experience during the psunami.They all without any exception asserted that the ‘phenomenon’ lasted for nearly ‘five minutes’ and they expected the worst to happen like it did a few years ago.
There was something more amusing which we happened to notice in some parts of the city (when we drove around) where posh multi storied buildings existed. Several inmates of these buildings gathered in the car park holding large suitcases close to their person ! I t does not need any imagination to guess what they contained!
n.meera raghavendra rao
Just Li'Es 
I was sitting with a visitor and it is surprising that I didn’t feel anything at all. The visitor answered his cell phone several times, asking me each time to excuse. There were a couple of abortive landline calls from my sister. It is amazing how this phenomenon makes people to share instantly their experiences with their near and dear ones. Now you have also done it through your blog in your own inimitable way!
Yes, sharing is a two way process –could be through speech .word or deed. My blog perhaps enables me to share through the second and Feedback from visitors completes the process.