The Power of Indian Voice, to Clean My Mother India.

The Power of IndianVoice, to Clean My Mother India. 

I am Deepika from a small village near Namakkal, TamilNadu. My home is enclosed with greenery plants and a river stream flowing across the side. The Metropolitans envy about the fresh air available in village which is free from pollution. City people also think that, village people get very fresh vegetables from their own farm and fresh water. On the other side, Villagers used to envy about the city life - gigantic Malls, yummy foods like KFC, Burgers and Pizzas, night out life’s, well constructed roads, talented independent females. But I would like to pen down a sensitive issues in both village and City. 

When I was a kid, I believed water had more colors than rainbow. Every day, I observed water flowing in variety of colors, Red, green, black, brown, grey, sometimes mixture of 4 to 5 colors. It was always a hot topic among the kids to discuss about color of water flowing that particular day. But as I grew mature, realism hurt to my core. I came to know that water is colorless and the color of water is due to the chemical industry’s sewage getting mixed up in river water. Of course, they don’t have a license to mix the drainage water in river, but the industry guys mix it during the night time making it unaware to the people. Police and politicians are aware of this, but it remains as news still now. No step has been taken to stop it. 

People wash their cows, dogs, clothes in the river water polluting the absolute river. For bathing or for cleaning the shit, their only source was river water.  Government had constructed toilets for the village people. But these village guys prefer going toilets ONLY in the open area, contaminating the complete surrounding area. People shit in the pathway and outside the house causing a putrid smell.  Every morning while going to school, I have to pass by seeing the dirt and smelling it. 

     I dreamed about city life, thinking this kind of non-sense does not exist there. Days passed and I got a job in Bangalore. I felt double excited, thinking that City and white collared people are matured, decent and they don’t pollute the environment as in village. But reality proved me wrong. City life was cursed with different state.

     “Bangalore city Junction” the board in the railway station brought a big smile on my face. But when I stepped out of the railway station, my ears were hurt to the core with the horn sounds caused by the Auto, Bus and cab drivers. My eyes were pleased with the big malls and fantastic infrastructure of the building. But my eyes were miserable to see the polluted environment and for a second I suffered from Asthma due to the vehicle pollution. 

My flats have three colored waste separation bin for disposal. One for plastics bottles, one for degradable items like paper, the other for aluminium. But I never saw people separating the items and disposing. The worst part, I observed people staying in the sixth floor throwing the waste items from the balcony to the ground.

Neither city nor village is not so clean as we think. If villagers are polluting the environment in one way, City people the other way. People split their saliva on roads, and in subway walls. People driving in car; just throw their finished water bottles, biscuits cover, and cigarette ashtray through window without bothering the well fare of the other travelers. 

Source - Wikimedia.org

Few months before, I went to a Government hospital for donating blood and saw a pathetic condition. All the injections, cotton pads with bloods, napkin pads, used medicine were accumulated in a corner which may provide a cause for many dangerous diseases. People in hospitals, will be already sick and their immunity will be low. 

This accumulated environment is sure going to worsen the health of the patients. 

Beaches, Lakes and Nature gifted hills, trekking places are spoiled entirely with plastic covers, beer and wine bottles by trekkers.  I am not only writing the post just to criticize. But as a citizen of India, I have created a non-profit organization and every week end I am inviting all my friends and volunteers for a social activity like Clean up drive in all lakes, trekking places, hospital and schools and also spreading awareness program. It’s sad to say that we have collected 40 tons of garbage from beaches. 

Source - Chennai Trekking Club

Finally, the River Ganga which is said to be the holy river of the Hindus, is again spoiled by our customs of throwing ashes and corps into the river. 

Let’s not only admire the nature, but also preserve our Mother India. Let’s exercise the power of our voice and work towards a Swach Bhara by joining hands with #AbMontuBolega Campaign.

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This post is written as a part of The Power of Voice to Clean India Contest organized by Indiblogger.

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