A letter from year 2070

We are in the year 2070
I just turned 50 years, but I looked 85
I experience major kidney problems, because I drink very little water
I think that I don’t have much more time to live
Today I’m the oldest person living in this society
I remember when I was 5 years old, everything was very different
There were lots of trees in the parks and
I could enjoy long bathes and stay in the shower for one whole hour
Now we have to clean ourselves by using disposable towelettes moisturized with mineral oil
Before women were proud of their beautiful hair
Now we have to shave our heads to keep it clean without using water
I remember the many warnings ‘DON’T WATSE WATER’
But nobody paid attention
People assumed that water was unlimited
Industry is now paralyzed and jobless rate reached a dramatic level
Desalination plants are the main employers
They give the drinking water instead of a salary
80% of the food is synthetic
Before it was recommended that an adult drink 8 glasses of water a day
Today I’m allowed only half a glass
Scientists perform all types of research and investigations but
There is no solution in sight
We cannot produce water
The government even makes us pay a tax for the air we breathe 137 m 3 per adult per day [31,102 gallons]
The average age is 35
When my daughter asks me to tell her how it was when I was young, I described the beauty of the forests
She asks me:- Daddy! Why is there no water anymore?
I feel a lump in my throat
I can’t help feeling guilty because I belong to the generation that completed the destruction of our environment
This is no game, it is already our reality

Grass...

Woh…Mum got a three-day off. It has been a long time since I spend any time with her. Needless to say, I’m going through a miserable weekend.

On the Saturday morning, mum screamed the whole family to wake up. She wanted us to help her with ‘gardening work’. Omg! It was a damn tough job. Imagine, cleaning up a five feet area full of grass with the endless root underneath. The digging part was pretty tiring. I even had blisters on my palm. I like pulling the roots. My fingernails were all covered with mud and millions of microorganism. Eee…who knows I was actually touching some kind of animals dung? Erm…maybe it is good for skin? Lolx! Anyway, gardening was quite fun rather than reading a History book.

Sunday was ladies’ day- shopped for the whole day (bored)….

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The post for this week- im now writing in a down, dark and sorrow state. I don't really know why. A day of blue... I can feel my heart crying for no reason. Fustration and nonsences sank in my mind- unabling me to concentrate on whatever is going on. My sixth-sense told me that i may burst into tears anytime after hearing any sad song.


Recently, i watched a movie, 'Secret' by Jay Chou. The movie...i must say...fantastic. Jay was indeed a talented musician. Impressive! The way he plays the piano. I wonder when i will have the ability to play as well as him...lolx. Although i don't really like the ending...which is a bit out from reality, but overall its good.