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Watery lessons

A scene from the terrace of an apartment in Delhi

Water is the foundation of life. 500,000 litre water was brought to Latur in Maharashtra yesterday by train from a distance of 350 km and each person in Latur got less than one litre.

The cricket pitch and other places belonging to the privileged sections get water galore while the poor have to wait for the water trains to come with one litre of water for each person.

Delhi is one place which taught me that success belongs to those who can wrench it mercilessly by hook or by crook. Now Maharashtra is teaching us a lesson about water.

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  1. Kishor KApril 13, 2016 at 9:41 AM

    True story. These days it's money that buys everything. Poor people can rot and die, no one cares.

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  2. KalpanaApril 13, 2016 at 3:24 PM

    We must become more mindful about water. All of us. This is such a frightening state of affairs.

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalApril 13, 2016 at 8:35 PM

      As someone predicted, the next world war may be for water.

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  3. Roohi BhatnagarApril 14, 2016 at 9:24 AM

    Lets do what we can do. I m taking up an initiative to plant trees in my neighborhood n avoid wasting water.

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalApril 14, 2016 at 7:45 PM

      That's the right thing to do: do what we can to alleviate the misery. Thanks for your contribution.

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  4. Amit AgarwalApril 14, 2016 at 12:06 PM

    Water conservation is the topmost need of the hour..if we don't wake up now it will be too late even to regret!

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  5. TesApril 15, 2016 at 11:29 AM

    I feel sad sometimes when I realize the majority of people living in the city like us are living in denial sometimes. We are taking what we have for granted while people from far away lands are struggling for such basic needs.

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  6. Anita SabatApril 15, 2016 at 11:57 AM

    Grim situation...
    The future wars will be fought over water.

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  7. SeenaApril 17, 2016 at 10:01 AM

    It is sad that the tragedies of the poor seem to be of less value than the tragedies of the rich.

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  8. Rakhi JayashankarApril 18, 2016 at 7:56 AM

    You have great talent in briging forth the sensitive topics. In a nation where breweries are getting continuous supply of water, lakhs of people thrive to get it even once in a week. Really sad

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  9. Titas BiswasApril 18, 2016 at 11:13 AM

    Let us say it together - "Bharat Maata ki Jay!"

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