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🌊 Jala Traya: The Three Faces of Flood

Floods do not arrive with warning—they arrive with memory. Of rivers that once nourished, now overflowing. Of terrain that once held firm, now submerged. Of skies that once blessed, now relentless. In India, where monsoon is both miracle and menace, understanding flood is not just science—it is survival.

πŸ”Ί The Triangle of Flood: Jala Traya

At the heart of every flood lie three forces:

  • RAIN – Excessive or sudden downpour
  • WATER – Overflow from rivers, lakes, or reservoirs
  • TERRAIN – Poor drainage, low-lying areas, or blocked channels

Together, they form the triangle of flood—Jala Traya. Remove one, and the flood may be prevented. Ignore them, and disaster follows.

A Symbolic Emblem: Jala Traya

The emblem shows a triangle of RainWater, and Terrain, with rising waves at the center. It is a reminder that flood is not just a force—it is a formation. And formations can be understood, managed, and prevented.

πŸ›‘️ Precautions: Before the Waters Rise

  • Drainage Maintenance: Clear gutters, storm drains, and sewage lines regularly.
  • Smart Construction: Avoid building in flood-prone zones; elevate structures where needed.
  • Rainwater Harvesting: Reduce runoff and recharge groundwater.
  • Community Mapping: Identify vulnerable areas and mark safe zones.
  • Emergency Kits: Keep torches, dry food, medicines, and documents ready.

🚨 Action During Flood

  • Stay Informed: Follow weather alerts and local advisories.
  • Avoid Waterlogged Roads: Even shallow water can hide danger.
  • Turn Off Power: Prevent electrical hazards.
  • Move to Higher Ground: Prioritize safety over belongings.
  • Help Others: Especially children, elderly, and disabled persons.

πŸƒ‍♂️ Evacuation Protocol

  • Follow Designated Routes: Avoid shortcuts through water.
  • Carry Essentials Only: Travel light and fast.
  • Do Not Drink Floodwater: It may be contaminated.
  • Report Missing Persons: To local authorities immediately.
  • Wait for Clearance: Before returning home.

🧠 Civic Reflection: Water Remembers

Floods are not just natural—they are often man-made. Blocked drains, illegal construction, and deforestation all contribute. As citizens, we must remember:

Water remembers where it once flowed. Let us not forget where it must not return.

🌿 Final Thought: From Awareness to Action

Flood safety begins with knowledge. Let Jala Raksha be our vow: to respect water, prepare wisely, and protect each other.

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