As a child, I was mesmerized by my grandma's eerie tales of lightning strikes. She would recount stories of ‘Mama-Bhanja’—a maternal uncle and nephew struck down by lightning while seeking refuge under the same tree. Her voice would drop to a whisper, emphasizing the deadly power of nature. These stories, though bone-chilling, were abstract to me yet conveyed the unforgiving might of the elements. Their reverence and the imprints they left on my mind remain with me to this day.