Connection with history -Residency

 Residency at Lucknow

Nawab Asafudaulla started the construction of Lucknow residency in the year 1775 A.D.for the British residents and his staff  which was completed by Nawab Saadat Ali Khan  in  1800 A.D. It remains a important pillar of Indian independence revolution as still the evidence of first war of independence in 1857 A.D. can be traced in the above picture as spots of shelling and canon balls (holes on the wall).One must visit Lucknow residency to explore further first war of  Independence and feel the Indian martyrs who were lack in army ,weapons and amenities than Britishers,yet fought for freedom.

SILENT HUMAN - A Squirrel

                                                                 An Unexplored disaster     

Those were the joyous and charming moments to me and might be for a squirrel family. Alas! Squirrel family couldn’t make those moments for long.

I was cheering in the dark night embellished with   black dense clouds, the thundering rain and chilling winds making me feel rapturous and full of life. I was rejoicing a bit frightening but pleasant weather having a glass of hot tea at a dhawa under a tin shade.

Suddenly, I see a nest fell from a neem tree. Two new born baby squirrel shrieking and wailing got thrown out of the nest. Within a few seconds of period both baby Squirrel soaked in the torrential rain.The drops of rain were falling  and pricking on babies' still to open eyes. They were twingeing, crying  but not able to move.A catastrophic welcome of  them in this world!While I was looking on the  disaster of their life and slurping a glass of  hot tea ,the sick at heart mother squirrel came to them, adored both the babies and carried a baby between her jaws. She left the other baby there, might not be able to carry both of them together. A desperate mother Squirrel was looking for a shelter indiscriminately from one tree to another, fighting against heavy rain to salvage her baby Squirrel. But failed! Eventually she got disappeared .Still the other baby squirrel was penetrating in rain, perhaps hoping to its mother Squirrel. It seemed the other baby squirrel was almost dying. What an irony of fate? Where I was being ecstatic, the Squirrel family had been agonizing the weather.

I rationalized this is the life of animals, possibly countless we humankind or 'humancruel' perceive in same manner. And I left from the dhawa.I was reflecting, how well the Squirrel family would be relaxing and jubilating in their nest safe from downpour. On spur of moment bloody incident happened and their life shattered.

I have gone deep with this occurrence and found this is just the nature's fury animals have to fight.But what about the barbarity of  humancruel  they face?

I, the killer of earth and my own son

                                          


When I was young, earth’s destroyer the Global warming was making its effects. But I was complacent. Now after 21 years i.e. year 2030 I am to atone my transgressions against nature but it's futile. It’s too late.


It’s year 2030.
I was an employee of government of India posted somewhere in the coastal areas of Tamilnadu. We people of coastal area were losing our land because of the rise in sea level. But we were overlooking climate change. Last week’s catastrophic sea storm shattered the lives of coastal people .Many of our loved ones were exterminated. Now I am a widower with a 13year old son. There the people of coastal area are speechless, thoughtless but tearful, so my innocent son and me. We are helpless…..Is this climate change?!

My son and I shifted to our natal place somewhere in Uttar Pradesh. Now we are depended on agriculture for livelihood. But we see there is no water to irrigate our fields. The scorching sun is making the earth parched, within the span of 2 to 3 months entire area is victim of famine. No food, no water. Only dying of hunger .Is this Global warming?!

My only son got bedridden .So my intimate friend called us on to his place somewhere in Delhi. In the time we were assembling our shattered our life, precipitation prey us on. Whole Delhi is inundated, home of diseases, converted into morgue. My darling son got seriously ill .Is this climate change?!

I am like a crippled witnessing my son dying of nature’s fury. It’s a midnight 12:30 .My son is dreaming, talking to an Angel and got to know my wrongdoing against nature. He is murmuring, crying while sleeping to death, my dear father what were you doing 21 years back? Why have you spoiled this nature, this planet? Why did you not concern about climate change? At last he says I am not the victim of climate change but of yours. And he slept forever. This is climate change!