Over 42 hrs on, Delhi’s ‘Garbage mountain’ still burning
The residents of the area have started complaining of sore throat, itchy eyes and breathing problems due to the fire that broke out on Tuesday.
There's a logwood seat under the jackfruit tree at the frontyard with a mountain view. Here, you can watch the evening sun slowly sink behind the deep blue mountain.
What lies behind the mountain, I don't know. Many things are often left unsaid. Some things we'll never know. But the tall green trees, the dark forest that cover the mountain tell things about the folks now old, some gone. They whisper hope and inspiration to thousands of souls lost and found.
The old folks survived on firewood, but they believed in protection and conservation of the greenwood. They believed in sowing crops, planting trees and enjoying the fruit of their labour. They feasted and celebrated and heralded new harvest season every year.
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Our forefathers believed in earthy knowledge. They had no books, but they knew about different climes and soil. They knew the trees, fruits and flowers by their names. They knew about the foods that heal, and the poison ivy. They knew about herbal life which today we're trying to live by it.
They were barely clothed, but they lived in abundance as they toiled and carved their way. They lived by cowhide and its meat. They had cattles and flocks of the finest sheep in hundreds. Today, we debate – to kill or to ban.
They knew when to chase and hunt, and when to breed. They knew when to hold and let go of the wild.
They waited upon the sun and moon, the rain and cold. They basked in the beauty of the mountain view and they lived happily…
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