Impact of climate Change (kabir Arora)

A letter by one of my young friend from east coast of India in Tamilnadu, who wants to remain anonymous.....

The word "mango", is almost synonymous with "summer" for the inhabitants of the coast of Tamilnadu. The scorching hot sun above, and a spoonful of fresh mango pulp in the mouth are typical to a Tamilnadu summer. This year though is a very different story, a sudden downpour ruined the mango harvest and practically no mangoes were seen in the generally overflowing "bazaars". The air was full of of strange surprise, because all the hopes of mango eaters were about to be shattered. Eventually the situation became clear, there would be no mangoes! Unfortunately the tragedy was not over, since not only were mango enthusiasts affected, but the whole of the farming community. A horrifying 500 acres of crops were destroyed, leaving the locals farmers devastated. Now the whole mango issue seems so trivial! Does this seemingly unimportant event hint at a far greater catastrophe?

The coming of the monsoon characterizes the end of the month of October. Torrential rains and frequent thunder storms are the heralds for the wet month of November, when the fields are sown and the the saplings planted. Rains at the right time are crucial to agriculture and farming, and are therefore anxiously awaited. They are fundamental elements in the sustenance of the bio-diversity that is abundant on the coasts of Tamilnadu. The whole ecosystem needs to be replenished by the water from the north-eastern monsoon. For humans, the dependence to a timely monsoon is evident. It marks an important phase in the everyday life of all farmers. The rains are an indication to start the sowing of crops that demand great quantities of water. In general, the monsoon is the best time to go outdoors and do some planting. Whether it is planting a lime tree in your backyard, or sowing your 100 acre field, the monsoon is the key to having a fruitful result and a bountiful harvest. We are now half way through November, and it doesn't seem likely that there will be a monsoon. Time only shall reveal the gravity of the climatic disorder.

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If the stars fade out of the sky
and from the forest birds fly off
if dreams do not return to the field of sleep
who would understand your naturalness
and see through your painted mask
You are poet
So all your sins be forgiven.

Hunger you may not overcome
but surely you can touch a heart
even pierce it 
You may make a crowned heads shiver
you can play with words
rub them and make them glitter
like a seasoned goldsmith
sick of your poems
you may well burn them 
and conceal your failures
You are a poet 
So all your sins will be forgiven.