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It’s time to appreciate water...
In India, every year the beginning of Monsoon season started the same way. I’d wait by the window, analyzing the clouds. Were they grey in the right areas? Was the color dark enough to predict rain? Not much different from now when living in Chicago, I wait for spring and take every slight rise in temperature as a sign for the end of Winter. Or is it?
But back in India, this one year stuck with me. It was 1984 and our family had just moved from the little town in the foothills of the Himalayas to a city in the plains. The climate in the plains is significantly warmer than in the foothills. I was not used to this heat, so I was particularly eager for the Monsoon that year. One day suddenly, the gentle breeze became several degrees cooler and when I stuck my hand through the open window, I felt the first drop of rain. I could see the fumes rising from the soil as if the earth was sighing in relief. I saw my neighbors’ kids outside dancing, hands spread, faces lifted to the sky. As I ran out to join them, refreshed I wondered if this was how heaven was all the time!!
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The next day, our schools were shut down because the roads were flooded. The sewer system was overflowing. Since, I couldn’t go to school, my mom instructed me to fill all the buckets when the water came through our faucets between 10am and noon. I was not new to the rationing of water and electricity. It was normal for us. But that year, my little brain couldn’t comprehend why when there was a flood outside, we still had to ration. Where did all the water go? In fact, we were lucky to even have a water connection at home. There were a few straw houses across the street from us that didn’t have faucets. The kids from those homes had to walk a mile to fetch water from the community hand operated water pump.