Her ground floor house near the old Dahisar bridge now wears a grim look. Water from the Dahisar river gushed in, swallowing everything in its path.

An emotional Annie, as is evident from her voice, is yet to get over the trauma. "Thankfully, my son and I were at home and managed to salvage a few valuables," she says.

"We failed to save the sofa, cupboards or refrigerator though. The only electronic item that was unaffected was the television. We managed to place it at a higher level, out of the water's way."

Although two months have passed, Annie's family is yet to get their things together. "It takes a while to replace things as expensive as a refrigerator or furniture. We are in the process of rebuilding. It is a Herculean task," she explains. What annoys her more is that the rains are far from over. "We have innumerable things to do, but how can we in this weather?"

The home needs a facelift, and Annie's husband and son are doing their best. Annie does her bit praying to the rain gods. She wants them to look somewhere else

Text: Indrani Mitra R

Also see: Marooned Mumbai