Why Should I Clean Up Someone Else's Mess?

Why should I clean up someone else's mess?

Because when I walk along the Chambal, I see crystal clear blue waters. The minute I reach the Yamuna at Etawah, I see BLACK. The water, is BLACK. Think. Why? People.They built houses, farms, factories, industries, all along the bank. They didn't know what to do with the amount of crap they generated, that they converted the Yamuna into a dumping ground. 41,000 types of bacteria in the water and growing steadily. Only one type of fish - the Tilapia exists today in that water. How? It's originally from Africa. Exotic and invasive. Can tolerate toxins. Can multiply and thrive in them too. But we don't stop at anything do we?
   
We hunt this fish, we eat it. What happens? We die of poisoning. Toxins get accumulated in our body n those of our next generations too. History is full of instances of heavy metal and water pollution cases which have gone out of hand. Then WE complain that we are dying. 
  
So wait... basically, WE dump, WE fish, WE die and then WE complain.. Honestly, this is precisely why I once said mankind has got to be the stupidest race on the face of the planet!


 And so why SHOULD I clean up someone else's mess? Because it hurts. To see the nature I love in the situation it is in today. To see animals dying of plastic choking their wind pipes. To see man kind become more and more insensitive to its actions and their consequences. To know that people dont even understand that what they do affects scores of other life forms including other humans, and not just them!   
   
Because everyday when you go to work, yuo cross a bridge, you look down, at the sheer mess you have helped create, and everyday, you ignore it and drive by... Why? Because there are people like us who staple their noses, wear gloves, step into that load of crap and clean it up. Not because we're jobless. Not because we need publicity. But because we honestly care. Not about you. About ourselves and about OUR home. 
   
When I see the Yamuna, I have the most disgusting sinking feeling in my heart when I imagine the Chambal going the same way! I dont want that to happen. You may not even care about it, like you dont care about your own life. But I do. And if I can start small, locally, I will. I am. With or without the help, I am always going to do just this. whether anyone likes it or not. 


Anyone interested in helping out, can contact wildonwheelspune@gmail.com 
Thank you.