No one knew hud hud would come
By the sea, from Northern islands,
A floating hoopoe,with a wing span
That covered our black mountains.
Our dolphin here turns up its nose
Against looming ships in high seas.
It is our black mountain with nose.
It could not stop the big black bird
From entering our huts at midnight.
(Cyclone hud hud last month caused untold destruction to the port city of Visakhapatnam and to numerous hamlets of local fishermen on the Andhra coast)