Sharing excellent piece by Reena Saxena.
The shadow of the building gets bigger, as my existence lies scattered on the grass. The brilliant species of Homo Sapiens has not been able to invent a man-made material for construction.
They cannot comprehend my speechlessness, nor empathize with my pain. I am unable to tell them, that it will hit them hard in the gut a few years later. Balance is the key to a harmonious existence, but ….
“Will you stop ranting about the environment on your device, and do some real work? I need your help in clearing the lawn. We need to plant new trees.”