"Such a waste of water!" mum exclaimed when she saw dad washing the dishes under the running water... "Should turn off the tap first ma...Rinse it after you finish it up with the dish washer... Some others are not so lucky as to have even a drop of water for drinking." (giggles...). Okay, that's what happens when mum saw dad wasting unnecessary water.
I thought about it for quite some time. I had remembered the times when we had water shortage. We had saved every drop of it in pails and containers just to prevent the shortage of drinking water and a portion for cleaning up and refreshments. The funny thing is we seem to cherish and appreciate when there is little of something such as water - the life giver. We realised just how much we need it at such times...
What about life? Do we really live out the life when it is about to end? I'm not having depression or anything, it's just that this mere thought crossed my mind after watching a picturesque scenery of a magnificant waterfalls tumbling down the rocky slope down into the stream below it. The water is such a lively thing although it isn't a living thing. It is always on the move no matter whether it is in the form of river, raindrops or the raging oceans and seas, or even the rarest dewdrop that we sometimes discover nested upon a single leaf with a spark of sunshine in it, to which we take as a perfect little pleasure.
The cycle of water is endless. It goes as far down into the soil as it could get, sipped up by plants and also ended up among the clouds where its cycle was to be repeated again and again. The moment when a raindrop starts to fall down to the earth, it is the sign of a new cycle - a new life. Can it be compared to that of the birth of a human? The start for all, everything was at its initial point.
Then, as twisted by fate, the birth of a new life may not be perfect. Sometimes the raindrop may be absorbed by the soil down into the underground rivers and streams. Sometimes it fall into the gusting river water, meeting up with other drops of H2O whereby they rushed towards the end, the end of the river... into the open sea... Meeting many other H2O on the way... Sometimes, it merely falls on a leaf which refuses to let it continue its journey to the ground below, whereby it doesn't even have any moment to spare, to stare around before it evaporates as the water vapour up into the clouds again. Some raindrops or waterdroplets give much of a contribution too, as they are sucked or pumped into water pipes, purified and emerged as drinking water for humans, or float on in the oasis where animals gratefully lapped it up, thanking it for allowing them a chance to live a longer life...Life is also such too! Some people do not have the time to appreciate life, they tend to rush around like the waterdroplets in the waterfalls, the fast moving rivers... Some are destined to have a brief life span like the dewdrops or raindrops upon the leaves, the sign of them living is such an insignificant one. Some great people have lived winning the applause of the others, remembered for eternity as the noble ones ever born on earth.
Some water droplets aren't so lucky too... they settle into standstill drains where the drainage system is at its worst, a breeding area of the much loathed mosquito larvae, the bogs... Those presence are not much of a recognise ones... Humans too feel the presence of such ill-fated people lingering around them, either because of their miserable fate or their own irreversible choices...
Yet after discussing most of the similarities, there is a significant difference between human life and the lively flow of water... Water is a renewable resource, BUT LIFE ISN'T...
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