The last demise
Jiwan thumped his chest with all his might. They could not suck oxygen any more from the breath devices . Eventually the end had come . His thought book typed “ alas ! The last small breath of mine and the end of mankind “. The hazy moon smiled wryly from behind the thick curtains of toxic gases at the irony of it. No humanity no loss. Years back mankind had developed colonies on moon. But they could not afford the luxury of providing air , food and water on earth ..forget moon. Not because they had no money but because they were left with no resources. The richest and the mightiest wriggled alike their impoverished brethren. The so called middle class had turned into pauper in arranging a few breath devices and saw their infants asphyxiated by the time they could rush further away from foothills.
Jiwan lay down almost unconscious. The palpitations from within knocked at his ribs as if a beast was thudding to break free in a smoke filled cage . Only in this present situation there was widespread fire outside . Oh ..it was long back they had seen a fire . A half an hour long fire was equivalent to saving a few lives for some moments from breath stroke. Here Jiwan just wished someone had not wasted oxygen when it was available relatively easily when they had started extracting it from water. Slowly the water itself started getting depleted once people rushed to use breath devices.
As Jiwan choked into a breath stroke again he smiled at the thought of his childhood. When they did not have breath devices . When water was freely available. So much that they could pour litres into commodes ! And wash clothes , have a daily bath , keep taps running because the washers were broken , splash water at each other , play festivals like Holi . There was no water ration . Then they could afford to throw food that was not tasty. Such affluence was not heard of. All that mankind had gathered exploiting the natural resources now was in vain. Because nature’s gifts are not only free but also precious.
Then the floods began . People deserted their cities. The Mumbais headed inwards as sea roared into their high rise buildings . The Delhis rushed towards mountains as they were choked . This worked only for sometime . Then the glaciers started to thaw due to imbalance . Mankind shuddered amidst gushing seas and pouring rivers. There was eventually a food scarcity. All money could buy no morsel as parting with edibles meant death. And one would rather live poor than die on a pile of notes. Then they developed breath devices. The appetite of mankind dwindled gradually . People started to age faster. They kept away from waste of breath activities such as walking , talking etc.
Jiwan then thanked a cigarette puff that his grandfather had emitted which consumed oxygen worth his one more moment ..and died.
No more Jiwan on earth .
Jiwan thumped his chest with all his might. They could not suck oxygen any more from the breath devices . Eventually the end had come . His thought book typed “ alas ! The last small breath of mine and the end of mankind “. The hazy moon smiled wryly from behind the thick curtains of toxic gases at the irony of it. No humanity no loss. Years back mankind had developed colonies on moon. But they could not afford the luxury of providing air , food and water on earth ..forget moon. Not because they had no money but because they were left with no resources. The richest and the mightiest wriggled alike their impoverished brethren. The so called middle class had turned into pauper in arranging a few breath devices and saw their infants asphyxiated by the time they could rush further away from foothills.
Jiwan lay down almost unconscious. The palpitations from within knocked at his ribs as if a beast was thudding to break free in a smoke filled cage . Only in this present situation there was widespread fire outside . Oh ..it was long back they had seen a fire . A half an hour long fire was equivalent to saving a few lives for some moments from breath stroke. Here Jiwan just wished someone had not wasted oxygen when it was available relatively easily when they had started extracting it from water. Slowly the water itself started getting depleted once people rushed to use breath devices.
As Jiwan choked into a breath stroke again he smiled at the thought of his childhood. When they did not have breath devices . When water was freely available. So much that they could pour litres into commodes ! And wash clothes , have a daily bath , keep taps running because the washers were broken , splash water at each other , play festivals like Holi . There was no water ration . Then they could afford to throw food that was not tasty. Such affluence was not heard of. All that mankind had gathered exploiting the natural resources now was in vain. Because nature’s gifts are not only free but also precious.
Then the floods began . People deserted their cities. The Mumbais headed inwards as sea roared into their high rise buildings . The Delhis rushed towards mountains as they were choked . This worked only for sometime . Then the glaciers started to thaw due to imbalance . Mankind shuddered amidst gushing seas and pouring rivers. There was eventually a food scarcity. All money could buy no morsel as parting with edibles meant death. And one would rather live poor than die on a pile of notes. Then they developed breath devices. The appetite of mankind dwindled gradually . People started to age faster. They kept away from waste of breath activities such as walking , talking etc.
Jiwan then thanked a cigarette puff that his grandfather had emitted which consumed oxygen worth his one more moment ..and died.
No more Jiwan on earth .
