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Imagine to be born in a world devoid of all it's magnificence.
Imagine to be born in a world with no flowers,no trees,no
colours of life.
Imagine to be born in a world without the gurgling of water
erupting from Mother's lap rather the idle wind howling upon the
vast stretches of parched land.
Imagine to be born in the synthetic world of 2900.
For us it's no tragic imagination,it's a reality we wake up to every
morning. But to whom should we blame?If I could just have the
opportunity to communicate to you – a resident of India almost
900 years back,in other words member of that period of the world
which is referred to as the “golden era” in the modern history.
You never thought of us.You only wanted economic prowess at
our expense.
India's population today is 10 lakhs. It is
roughly 1/10000 part that of Australia,New Zealand and Greenland.
The average temperature during summer hovers around 56 degree
celsius. This is coupled with the scarcity of water. The water avail-
able is unfit for drinking as it is contaminated with nuclear wastes.
40% of the population suffers from genetical defects ranging from
mild to serious ailments. My age is 43,and I know my time has
come
to bid adieu to this world. No!no! I do not suffer from some myst-
erious ailment,nor is it mathematics magic. I have checked and
rechecked we still have 1year,12 months,30 days a month ,7 days
a week. Our concept of Age has not changed but nature's has.

By the knowledge of ancient scri-
ptures I envy you for all the advantages you started with ,
but I hate you for all the disadvantages you left
for us to cope with.
You basked in your success,
The fragnance of flowers empowered you.

But you carried away for,
each second you had scaled new heights,
And you had new success stories to narrate.

-2021 India's concorde.
-2070 India's first unmanned Mars spaceship.
-2114 Successful cancer remedy.
-2312 HIV vaccine.

With the advent of the year 2312 Mankind had considered itself
almost immortal and invincible. But you never spared a thought
for us.........................you cut the branches of your own tree. You
stabbed your own family.
The richer sections of the society have
moved to Australia,New Zealand,Greenland where conditions are
a bit more habitable .Our only source of energy is windpower. By
my study of ancient data, I figure out that the last trickle of oil
had disappeared by around 2300.By the time people complete their
education they are already past their prime. A large chunk of
industries have borne the ravages of the centuries and have
crumbled due to lack of skilled manpower(even unskilled labour
is scarce) and due paucity of raw materials. Dams have crumbled
and those intact stand in mute testimony to the fact that once
water gushed through their niches but the dried parched traces of
mosses reveals the state of our times.


It really amazes me to think that water
could have been once in such plentiful supply. As I see the sunset in
the horizon ,the view scarcely impeded by some brave trees , the
the idle dry wind kissing the crumbling dams I feel a dam full of
anger unleash within me. How could you be so mean? How could
you be so carried away that you forgot that the Gift of Nature was
to be passed on to the next tenant in the best of condition.
As I traverse through the ancient
scriptures my eyes get narrowed and a frown appears on my face
as I read aloud -"GROUPISM AGAIN".the rise of India and China
as two superpowers had created an unrest in the world , as a result
of which tension floated in the air. The world divided. India,US,
Europe joined hands.China,Pak,SE Asian and Gulf nations joined
hands. There was no victory, no defeat. The human race itself was
defeated. We are still reeling from the aftermath of World War-3.
Today, a record of endangered species does not hold any sign-
ificance for us. The humanrace itself is endangered.In it lies the salvation
of all those creatures whom you had wiped away. We are going to
extinct.I know we have no way out of this irreversible cycle you had
begun.

We are counting our days though we have lost count of the number
of ozone holes you had weaved. As the morning sets in and the
synthetic milk rather latex arrives I hear the monotonous every
day incident-
"Woman assaulted and looted of waterjar"
We clearly understand the significance of water, air for which
we pay today in rupees , if only you could..............