You could say I learnt weather science in kindergarten. When a cyclone warning is missed, I know what that feels like. I’m from Orissa…I grew up with cyclones. Home was about five kilometres from the sea. When I was six, we faced a big one. This was 1971. I didn’t know what a cyclone was till then. One way of finding out was to see coconut trees getting uprooted in the wind. We lived in a mud house and my father was out—there was no toilet at home. In the fields, he saw a tidal wave coming in. He ran back to the house and asked us to rush up to the thatched second floor…the sea was on its way!