|Earth Day: Her Talk to Humanity|

This perspiration on my forehead now feels like heaven or else where have I gotten any such preciousness left. The humans robbed me of all and I was to fear this sympathetic space. How times change.

The n e w s p a p e r s , r a d i o s and t e l e v i s i o n f l a s h e s news of domestic violence, abuse and misconduct. Human have laws to protect themselves. Surprisingly they consider abuse is a depraved thing. I want to laugh on them. I want to laugh at you. I n s i n c e r e p e o p l e' is all I can say.

Hundreds of track are circulated every 3 seconds about

s a v i n g t r e e s. Hundreds of pamphlets about

s a v i n g m o t h e r e a r t h printed on paper. So you gaily cut down trees, make paper and proudly write Save Trees' on it. But then you stand against violence...I might be patient but I'm not stupid.

I miss my old self. I so do. My old pictures look amazing. You must look into them sometimes. I am sure you'll fall in love with me instantly. I looked young and vibrant. There were times when I was clicked from space I simply looked like a fur ball covered with Blue and Green patches. Now I am even afraid to look at my reflection. I am a b u s e d , b r u t a l l y d a m a g e d and there's nothing left in me to lose. I have been used and badly. And for all the wrong reasons. Knowingly or unknowingly you all destroyed my beauty and innocence. I am proudly known to hold mankind on me. Am I not cordial enough? Have I not given you my all?

Oh! Look at my fellow planets. We all grew together but it is only me who is getting old day by day. The jarred lines, the fallen face, the broken body. I feel jealous when I look at them. No, hey you people you must feel ashamed of yourself for making me go through all the pain.

Technologies are not bad. . No they definitely are not. But you use it in a wrong way. Wake up. It's already late. But are you listening? Again you will conduct campaign for four days and talk about it for five days. WhatsApp and Facebook will have millions of messages and posts about me. I don't need your sympathy' those messages are my pass time jokes. Like you must come and read it aloud with me sometime. And you know what my favorite line is? Save Mother Earth! Save our Future!'

Nice joke huh? When you have no idea about your present life, how senseless of you people to imagine a future on me, with me? Haven't you done enough to destroy me already? ' I already feel lost. Save me oh angels. Set me free.

Smoke rises and suffocates me. You send me smoke from my very own surface crust and fashionably name it as pollution. Arrogantly present the pollution with various types and stages. Yet Brutus is a noble man right? You provide extra information about prevention and control too. Humankind, I look at you in amusement. You are full of surprises. Your mad designs drive me nuts.

You are born with a color, you die with it. Dyes and Cosmo surgeries may apply to you but not me.'

Do you hear me out? I am shouting as if you are going to hear me. Oh my serene vibrant green. I am losing it. Slowly I appear to be sun burnt. I hate this ash color. Give me back my green.

I have millions of square feet to explore and what all you do is harass what you have and set out towards the rest to destroy.

What is mine is yours, still this backstabbing why?!.

Goaway. Don't touch me!'

Oh my emerald gems are falling off. But am I justified in pointing fingers at you? Nah! How clever you are!

"Plant as much saplings as you can. Grow a tree instead of pets. Save Mother Earth!"

How funny it is? Double standards are in your blood.

Do you remember when Noah was asked to preserve the world by building an ark? Ah you must not know that. Many of my friends from that period are not now with me. Neither their grandchildren did. I witnessed them fall to the ground breathing their very last breath on my soil. I saw the end of their own making. While I am the only planet who can hold life forms yet I saw what happened. Yes it was cruel. But it was inevitable.

My sweet animals grief from the atrocities of you all, my ripe fruits bleed under your crimes. My veins now are filled with murky water. My melodies have changed into your obscene language.

I hear people cry out for oxygen. Oh God! Who is going to help this poor kind? You pluck out all source of oxygen and expect my atmosphere to provide you with enough oxygen? I wish I could sit and talk with you all in person. You are not even mature enough to solve your own problems. What maturity are you going to display when I show up?'

Complaints! Complaints! Complaints! Seriously? After doing all the damage by yourself you are coming to me with problems? You... Hey listen you pinched holes on my ozone and called it invention of rockets. Oh my sweetheart did I ask you to go out of space to know what's in my galaxy? When you can't even find that you get your oxygen from plants what the hell are you going to find out from outer space?' Ha how can I forget your favorite topic of discussion - Global Warming? You keep pinching holes on my ozone. Send more smoke. Send as much as you can. I am waiting for the day for my pretty fluffy ozone to disappear and leave you all to boil in UV.

My glorious sentinels who stand frozen in ice caps will march on to you one day. It happened once. It happened many a times. It can happen again. And I am to stand witness.

Wake up. It's time to save me. Not for the future but for yourselves. Not for the sake of your children but for you. Live but don't destroy. Enjoy your life but don't demolish me. Don't axe my emeralds and pluck my beauty.'

Save your place. Save yourself.

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