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Article : Ownership of a tenant

Updated: Oct 9, 2021

Let me give it a sneaky start,

the spring, the summer, the childish autumn and the angry winter keeps changing, their wonted liveries and the maze world will see the outcome.

By their increase the world is unable to visualize that which is which...


I have seen the spirit of youth in everything,

and this is our life exempted from public haunt.

We often find tongue in trees, books in brooks and sermons in stones and good in everything.

Why one feels calm among trees ?


Humans want witty news corner with a cup of tea every morning but how about a bucket of water to little bushes and plants ? Doesn't little tulips speak much more than our eyes see.


The English dailies, swiped up in our home, drop like F-bombs now a days.

Reading varieties of headlines about weather, ups and downs made in environment, we make a cycle of quick dwelling thoughts...making ourselves satisfied of being prepared for upcoming devastation.

But what happens ? the next moment we spit and turn on A/Cs releasing chlorofluorocarbons happily.


For a moment if we observe with a eye of fantastic imagery...a river flowing in constant direction starts flowing with more efficiency in opposite direction. If we are enjoying this power of imagination, why cant we understand the vibrations urged out from green homies ?


We often listen about new applications and researches made upon branding chemicals and drug development. But do you know that they were tested upon innocent animals ?

The animals who make this environment more beautiful than it is, the gift of precious shells that we hardly find on sea shores, the four limbed creatures that are actually needed by environment survival.


Birds, the high flyers and besties of winds, are decreasing continuously due to the radioactivity caused from high tension transformers.

Ability of finding directions from different dimensions is reducing constantly. Birds are the biggest consequence behind maintaining a balance of tiny creatures like insects on earth.


Hopping into the current situation, from the last century till date, is seeing the rise of this menace which is now casting a gloomy shadow on nature itself. The byproduct of the unprecedented industrial revolution last few decades is slightly diminishing the beauty we are surviving on...


Impact of high frequency networking towers and large scale factories belching out smoke, fumes of hazardous chemicals has further been accentuated with the unprecedented growth of automobiles and yes the ever increasing human population.


Though nothing can bring back the lost hour, its not enough by just penning it down. The words will continue to flow out and moon will keep filling with blood, bleeding out in a dull moonlit night, staring at the upcoming nightmare.


The roughness in tree trunk and fun in human funk is highly enjoyable by nature through which its healing. Why human has a heart of no care ?

Why people have fallen to such extent that they cannot rise again.


Technology which we are dependent upon, is actually of no use if it cannot protect the environment of getting diminished each second.

The blood pouring tears are not imaginary...they are to be experienced while polluting the nature.


We do not understand that we should look upon the nature, not for the hour of thoughtless youth,

but why it feels, without even hearing we still hear the sad music of depleting humanity.


Calling this a high sense of imagery and fantastic ability will be a low manner of stupidity,

for the world is about to see devastation on realistic scales, the entire humanity will see the fall of beauty. Slipping accidentally to the hands of heaven.


Though the radiance which was once so bright, seems that it will be forever taken away from our sight. The selfish flesh will now see the downfall of coldhearted human and rise of extreme destruction. Though nothing can bring back the hour past before. Nothing can bring back the splendor in grass and glory in flowers. Instead of grieving, we will find the strength in what remains behind.

 
 
 

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