Water, the elixir of life

Phew, last 3 days have seen a spate of articles about water conservation with Mar 22nd being World Water Conservation Day and all. Everybody underestimates the value of water. I remember one of my relatives who went to Chennai more than 30 years ago (or maybe even before that) remarking as if even now there is no water in Chennai and as a result people have a bath only once in a week, and there are still people defecating on the road. I wanted to shout at him at that point of time. I was literally born and brought up in that city. Of course he was fully aware of that. And I (touch wood) never faced any water problem in the 23 years that I spent there. Yes , part of it because we lived in a water-rich suburb called Thiruvanmiyur. But also in part because of rain water harvesting being taken up very seriously in this city. Even today the well that was dug at my home more than 20 years ago hasn't dried up!. A few years back there was very little water in this same well.
Now this relative hails from the state that is abundant in rain, literature, culture, scenic beauty etc called Kerala. The irony of his statment now is that many districts in Kerala have a serious water shortage issue, and many housewives went on a strike for this just last week! Now I should ask the same guy what he has to say about this. At least, in Chennai they reacted to the water shortage situation in time, because they were always aware of the lack of rain in TamilNadu. But in Kerala , they had enough water from rains, yet didnt know how to save it. So guess who has the last laugh here? It is not enough to say something for the heck of hurting others, substantiate it with good examples! And if you cannot do your bit to save water on this planet then dont talk about others and their lack of it.

Thought for the day:
I love talking about nothing. It is the only thing I know anything about. Oscar Wilde.

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