An Appeal to All Indian Citizens, N.R.I.’s in all corners of the world,
and World Citizens who are captivated by the Indian Nation, its Jungles, People and its
magnificent variety of Wildlife species.
As a child of Bharat Maa who through adoption spent 20 odd years away from
this nation, I feel privileged to have been on Indian soil for at least my first 12 years
growing up in a distinctly greener India than we have today. Even though I was far away
in Europe and then in the Antipides, nothing could ever erase those vivid childhood memories
I have of this most magical of nations. I used to dream about this land, where even the
aromas of my country wafted into my dreams. I would wake up and sob over my loss. Do children
and adults feel like that about India today? Sadly not enough.
In the 1950’s to mid 70’s every road traveled in India was lined
by enormous shady trees - Mango, Banyan, Ajuna, Imli, Neem, among many others, at the base
of which nestled the shrines of all creeds; where humans and all the voiceless creatures
took refuge from the heat of summer, or the chill of the winter. The arches formed by these
protectors of Mother Earth used to make people feel enveloped in safety, and traveling was
a pleasant undertaking. That also is not the case today.
In those days the jungles too were treated with more reverence, especially
if they were the domain of Tigers, Elephants and other mystical and rare animals and birds.
Relatively speaking there are so few trees left on our roadsides, and the
jungles are being plundered, or rather murdered daily. Where will the oxygen come from for
us to breath? Will there be any oxygen left for generation next??
My gut wrenches when I see senior citizens, farmers and their bullock carts,
and children on their way to school, almost staggering from the effects of the torrid sun
beating down on their heads – and yes, I do stop and offer them a lift. I also feel
angered when I see visitors in national parks screeching at wildlife and throwing their
plastic wrappers and bottles anywhere they feel like – as if our natural zones were
one large dustbin, like the embarrassing litter ridden towns and cities.
? Do Indians as people, who have descended from possibly the most ancient
cultures on the planet, have the moral right to remain blinkered to what is happening to
the ecology of India? No we do not.
? Do future generations deserve the ecological disaster that they will inherit
if we continue not to do anything proactive to restore that damage? No, they do not.
? So, as a nation of incredible people, is it not the right time to act and
reverse the ill effects of the crimes against our one and only refuge in this universe,
Mother Earth? Yes, it is.
Join us in this campaign as individuals, families, groups, companies, societies,
hospitals, colleges, fishermen and farmers etc. etc. to right the wrongs we have burdened
Mother India with for just far too long.
Plant a tree and nurture it, together as a nation, annually, on 15th August,
every year for 10 years.