Water weeps...


A tale begins...

The lake drew crowds.
Children played under the trees.
Birds arrived
Nests and fledglings  dotted the scene.

The lake fed water to many a locality.

Along came drought...
The rains went far far away.

The lake reduced in size.
Filth and sewage crept in.
The colour of the water puzzled many.

People walked past
wrinkling their noses at the smell.

The lake  dried up.
Trees were felled.
The land was barren.
Birds gave it a miss.
The sand laden trucks took over.

The 'premium' land was eyed...

Encroachments came up.
Huts, buildings, a colony, shops,...

Through the windows,
the echo of quacking ducks and a
shimmering n' placid expanse of water, with a cool breeze blowing in,
caressing the cheeks
with dots of moisture,
went missing.

Was there ever a lake?
Old-timers nod their heads.

Near the window of a tenement,
which rests upon a
'once  picturesque' lake bed,
sits a big sparkling can
of drinking water,
delivered by a local shop
whispering,

"Hello! I am your
long-forgotten lake speaking."











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