The document describes how a strong wind affects various objects and living things. The wind blows sand into the narrator's eyes, lifts hair and paper into the air, creates waves on the sea, makes leaves and grass swirl and drop to the ground, causes signs and clocks to flutter and fluctuate, and forces mice and tortoises to retreat for shelter. It also describes how the wind disrupts the narrator's attempts to pour coffee and causes clothing to wrinkle. Overall, the wind fills the atmosphere with lively movement and adventure.

1. AS THE WIND BLEW
Granules of silver sands drifted into my eye; tormenting them to the threshold of
irritation,
Wild draughts of wind blew across my face; almost annihilating all the hair inhabiting
my scalp,
Black wisps of clouds hovered disconcertingly close to my persona; circumventing
me from all sides,
Scraps of strewn paper; threads of innocuous cotton rose high in the breeze; settled
nimbly on my freckled nose,
Frothy waves of the sea struck me with tenacity; diffusing into pearls of ravishing
foam,
Gigantic lizards slithered harmlessly on the soil; gallivanting their way upwards into
the crevices of the tree,
Rustic leaves of the foliated trees swirled violently; occasionally dropping on the
ground with a thud,
Infinite blades of grass got dismantled from their roots; lay massacred in a pathetic
heap,
Bountiful amounts of dust adhered to immaculately polished windows; the sparkling
exteriors of statues transited to blotted and scarred,
Metallic signboards in the street fluttered turbulently under the midday Sun; belting
under pressure,
Fleets of birds in the sky glided ecstatically; without generating effort from their
aerodynamic wings,
Scores of rusty iron nails entangled themselves from crevices; rubbed themselves
vigorously against sandpaper corrugations of the wall,
The bells in the church chimed incessantly; striking their fangs tenaciously against
pallid bronze,
Slender needles of the tower clock revolved haphazardly; displaying
erratic fluctuations of time,
Hordes of mice retreated hastily in their burrows; shriveling to half of their original
size,
The potbellied tortoise sunk way beneath into its shell; profoundly contented with its
perennial warmth,
Steaming coffee cascaded all over into a rampant spray; as I tried to pour it
dexterously from the kettle,
A battalion of fish tried to escape from the boisterous waves of the sea; find some
respite from the torrential reverberations of the water,
Tightly fitted contemporary caps were swept like rolling pins from scalps; the crisp
demeanor of my office shirt developed a plethora of crease,
I simply relinquished all power to open my eyes; hoist my head towards the sky; and
her breath seemed closer to me like never before,
As the wind blew at swashbuckling speeds; inundating the stillness of atmosphere
with the euphoria of vibrant adventure.