The swords were drawn, the sky was grim and the men had said their goodbyes to their families. The men had asked their children to keep fighting for the cause till their last breath. The battlefield was ready, and the prize was standing tall…This was different; it was not a battle for pride. It was a war for survival. They had no option but to fight it out.
No, it’s not the description of some prehistoric era fight. But the scene in front of my apartment as I saw it…the war was for the precious tanker which contained the most precious element for human survival –WATER. The fight was on between the apartments for luring the tanker guy to provide water to their apartment first. On a Saturday where in usual circumstances the day doesn’t start before 11, I could see all the residents down fighting for their right to survival…they could do anything to get it. Bargaining, bribe, requests, pleading.. anything …suddenly the tanker guy was the uncrowned king.
We always think that if something is given to us ..it will never end ..so use it as luxuriously as u want . This thinking had people wasting water in all activities of the day..right from watering of plants to the washing of their porch . One household could use gallons of water as water will never end and even if it does so what it’s a thing our next gen should worry about. Years of practicing this philosophy has led us to where we are now .I for one can actually visualize the third world war happening for water.
All I would like to say here is that make an effort to save whatever is left of the drinkable water. Use less ,save more. We can’t do anything to rectify the past but we can definitely do our best to save the future. If we don’t act now the day won’t be far ,when the scene in my mind would actually be replayed in every street, every area…The day is not far when all of us might see the Last drop …
