Friday, September 23, 2011

Thoughts of a river

Brrr.. Its very cold here. I have just sprung from my mother earth. On all sides I can see my big brother mountains looking down at me with such love. They are making way for me to flow in between them. They look so mighty and tough, but they are so very soft where I flow across them.

There are so many animals who visit me. They bow their heads as if to seek permission before tasting me.There are so many birds I can see swooping down ever so gently to sit on me for few minutes. The birds seem weightless and they make sure they land on me so gently, as if taking care not to hurt me.  Then , I see many fishes making their home in me. They are not disturbed by my flow. I ensure that they all get some food inside me as God has not made them capable to live without me. Oh , they are all so grateful to me , they show their love by cleaning me up. They are sometimes afraid of the long beaked birds and try to swim deep inside me. Many times the birds get lucky and catch a fish or two.I feel sad on seeing the young fish caught in the long beaks , but God has created some of them to be food for the birds. I understand that and flow along.

As I flow along , am joined by my sisters. We all meet , make merry and go along together as one. I gain strength and become mightier with each turn. Suddenly , God wants to see me sing and dance.So , he has created a steep crevice in the mountain where I flow. I know there is mother earth below me to take care , so without thinking twice , I dive. Oh , what a sound I create.My song is heard by all for quite afar. God is happy and he makes me take some rest and let me continue my journey.This continued all the year along.

One fine day , I see some men coming my way. They came to see my sang and dance. They were so happy that many joined me in the dance. They became wet , but looked like they didn't care. They cleaned themselves and called me "Water Falls". Some also pointed some round object at me. There was a flash of light and it didn't hurt me. This routine continued. Men also brought some food alongwith them which they ate sitting on my back.Some fed food to my fishes.

I was happy that life went well.I could flow , dance and swell. I was celebrating each moment , though i was flowing every moment. But one another day , an engineer came my way. He put some sort of a wheel under me which made the wheel turn. Later he built more such machines. He used to call them Turbines. I learnt that he generated electricity from my fall. I was made to fall by God , so I didnt mind, though it hurt me to fall on the iron machines and not on mother earth.. I thought am useful now in more ways to man. He could see in the dark , work on machines , travel on trams .. all using the electricity which was created from my falls.

The story would be happier if it ended there. But man became more greedy and lost his mind. He started abusing me by throwing many waste. . All the chemical and plastic waste used to choke my fishes and created a dirty smell. Now, the birds also don't visit me often, The animals have moved away from me as man has made some buildings which he calls "factories". He has forgotten that his factories run by the electricity which he had got out of me. He has started making many things useful to other men. In the process , he creates lots of industrial waste which he throws in me without a thought. I still try to carry all of that away. Many waste material come with me but some stay as they are caught in the rocks and coudnt swim across.

Now am flowing with an intention  to carry the waste material away. But I found that man started to obstruct my way. There was another damn engineer ( I mean a dam engineer ) who had built a solid rock wall in my way. He had got the rocks from my brother mountains. He had used my mother earth to produce a strong bindng material which he called "cement". Oh , this was so strong. It held the rocks together even though I banged with all my might, day and night.

So , there am stuck and have lost my freedom.I was going to meet my mother ocean. She would be happy to receive me to clear my dirt. Man is not understanding and is destroying the mother earth.






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