I looked down, now feeling a little tense. How would it feel to fall straight and flat into filthy streets? Would I manage to evaporate back here? Or would I be stuck forevermore in some reeking sewer, like so many of my brothers and sisters had been trapped in before? Droplets who came back from there were barely ever in a good condition. They all seemed so downcast...... Like they were no longer loved by Mother Earth.
But, well, that was true. Mother Earth always had one great flaw. Whoever the newest species she gave life to was, she would love too much. Now it was these overbearing humans. She would never punish them, no! In fact, she used to feel proud of them! Used to. Slowly they started taking over the planet, and only too late did she realise what a menace they were starting to get. But by then they were already too powerful. They never thought of tomorrow, never thought of others. If there was too much garbage, they would burn it, and when we, the droplets, would fall, it was us who would have to go through those rancid fumes.
Of course, it wasn’t always like this. There was a time, once, long ago, when looking down, I would feel excitement running through me, as I prepared to launch myself at that humongous ball of lush green beauty. The feeling of the pure, clean, crisp and cool air rushing past me. Back then, splattering into a giant puddle was the most joyous feeling one could bear.
Now, given the current situation, more and more droplets are resigning from our sacred duty. I can’t say I blame them. Falling on this type of Earth is like falling into hell. In fact, I myself am considering signing up for the drought run in July.
Yes, a drought run. I don’t suppose you know what that is. It is our, the droplet’s way, of retaliation towards this cruelty. But it’s getting harder every day, though few of the humans have finally come to their senses.
The droplets are coming very close to making a life altering decision if the humans continue like this. We have decided that if, over a period of time, the situation does not improve, we shall withdraw our services, and slowly bring up our siblings who reside in oceans and seas as well.
We have treated the humans with utmost love and respect, and few have returned the favour. A lasting relationship can only be made if these foundations are mutual, which they most certainly are not. Well, all I can do is hope for the humans to stop laying waste to the lives of my brothers and sisters. And maybe start preserving us a bit? We would really appreciate that.
Well, it was time for my descent. I closed my eyes, and wished for it to be done with.
And with that, I fell.
I plummeted straight into a garbage pit! I silently cursed the humans. Oh, I was definitely signing up for that drought run. Wake up dear humans. Act Now. Be the Now for the Future you wish to see
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