Thursday, October 12, 2006

A concrete hug

As part of my fitness regime, newspapers have replaced dinner dessert for me these days. No dessert has ever been as indigestive as this article titled "No place to hide" by Lalit Mohan that I came across in the Times of India yesterday.

The excerpt from this article that had my eyes bigger than ever was.......

"I recently visited the Field Museum of natural history in Chicago. They have a section Evolving Planet, which starts with the birth of the Earth and through the last five 'mass extinctions', traces evolution to the present times.

At the end there is a large plaque which says that since life began on the Earth, the rate of extinction of different species has increased from about one in every four years for most of the living history, to four every hour, today.

At 2:55 pm as I exited from the hall I saw the digital clock which said: 'Number of species extinct since 8.00 this morning: 026'."


1 in 4 years to 4 in every hour! That means the extinction rate has increased 140256 times! Mind-boggling, isn't it?

But how many of us read these things, feel genuinely sorry about them, but don't really do anything about them?
Most of us, I guess. And maybe some of us just stop having dessert. But there are some people who go out of their way to show their love for nature.

Like this builder who built this apartment somewhere in Mekhri circle. This apartment stands out because of an old coconut tree. One side of the apartment balconies has been built to embrace the coconut tree so that it can raise its head to the firmament as always. The builder would have definitely had the cut/not cut decision to be made years ago. And something made him go that extra mile and not chop that old tree. What could have been that tipping point?

Vastu shastra? Astrology? Or was he a mallu who always wanted a coconut tree around?

Or could it be a genuine love of trees and nature?

Reminds me, I haven’t hugged a tree in an awfully long time. I did caress one last weekend though.

Thursday, October 05, 2006

A thought

You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.

Friedrich Nietzsche