I like my alone time. The time I explore, my way. It often happens to me that I want to go and sit without anyone knowing my whereabouts. I love finding places which are untouched and surreal, it gives me peace and a mind filled with pure thoughts.
Observing happens to me very naturally, I can’t forbear myself from not doing it. I don’t disturb anything, I just observe. Our senses fill us with inputs from the world all around us. Some people like to sway away, considering them to be noises, by plugging them with controlled inputs ( I mean Listening to music, Talking on phone for leisure, Whatsapping, texting etc at public places where you can’t really do stuff other than these), I don’t. I like this time, but most of this in our daily life comes from a world with only humans and things made by humans around us. Nature is very rarely seen in its pure form.
The College Campus I belong to has been cleverly carved out from a natural Bioshpere. With one side opening to a enormous city life and everything that it has offer and the other side is an untouched, secluded national park. The confluence makes it a perfect place for someone like me who wants a balance of both worlds. I explore here for places where none or very less people would have gone to.
I was on a hunt for such a place one morning, along side the forest area besides the lake. I found a way to such a place that morning going through a non-existent swampy path inside the forest. It being a monsoon season, you could easily find your feet giving away in the mushy terrains. I somehow made it to that place. The place was secluded and worth stopping by having a tree top making it look like a shed. I saw a tree log lying there which was broken in distant past and some of it have been eaten away by insects. The log had algae and mushrooms on it, and it was wet due to the monsoons. I could see the lake sitting on it, but hindered. The air was fresh and the winds were strong there. The moderate to heavy showers made it all feel like I have only the nature around me, I was happy coming here. Its hard to find such a place where you can see nature in its pure form. I took a halt, and without realizing, as I sat on the tree log, I was observing everything around me. The wet leaves had piled everywhere and had darkened with time, the flora could be seen feeling the winds and the grass with pearls of water on them. Looking around closely, I could see insects making there way to places, dragonflies hovering over the plants, grasshoppers and crickets jumping like in chaos. I could see the nature working there and was feeling content with my experience. It was nice to be able to come and find such a place.
Monsoons are struggling times. As Humans, we struggle in our day to day lives during monsoons. Reaching offices is a pain, walking over small and big puddles, strong winds, getting wet and some of us fall ill during this time. Its a little more struggling than the other seasons. Its the Nature who brings this on us and not only to us but to all living creatures. In monsoons, Every living being struggles to some extent in its day to day lives. I could see ants trying to rebuild there broken castles, bringing the soil which seeped inside there homes with water. I could see a cricket (The Insect), trying to make his way through small water puddles by getting on the leaves and trying to cross it. I could see a Bee (or maybe a wasp) who was not able to fly, due to her wet wings and was hanging over a twig of a plant trying to make it to a safe spot. Everyone was struggling. But as we humans make our way out somehow, these creatures were also able to get through the hurdles monsoons had posed for them. The ants were slowly getting there home back in shape, the cricket made it over finally and the wasp reached a safe leaf and in sometime flew away. It was nice to see how everyone struggled but overcame it with not a very great difficulty. That is what evolution has taught us all, survival at any cost.
I then saw a small caterpillar, about a cm long, lying upside down waiving his many prolegs and trying to get up. He used to do a sit up kind of thing to get up, failing which he used to lie down and try from the sides. Well, I observed him for sometime, and was pretty sure he’ll make it. He has been living here and is used to monsoon, nature should’ve taught all of this to him. I looked at other places, spent some more time, and kept a look on the caterpillar now and then for sometime. To my surprise he was stuck in the situation and was exhausted to his core. I had sympathy for him since the time I saw him struggling but then I just wanted him to do it like every other insect or living being was struggling and ultimately living through.
Finally as I could see the infinite cycle, I helped him to get straight. He got up and in panic, started to move. To my surprise he quickly fell again upside down, I was confused for this idiot now. But then suddenly I focused on what he was walking on. It was a easily camouflaged black plastic bag, which I could not see all this time, as all the leaves and soil were also black. I understood, It wasn’t his natural place. Then I slowly started to look around more closely. There were some plastic bags, Alcohol bottles, plastic glasses lying around. These things didn’t come to my sight at first glance when I entered there with so much green around. The caterpillar could have easily made it if it was not the plastic bag below him, its not what nature has given it, its too slippery for him. It was disheartening to see how littering is a common practice we humans practice. These plastics are not natural and hinder with the natural ecosystem in every possible way. I felt like I had a trip, a realization coming from a small detail but shaking me like a hurricane.
We humans do it all the time, strewing around; starting from every individual using those chips packets to the industries who just release their waste like its gone in thin air and then they don’t have to worry about it. Most of us fail to understand that all of this doesn’t just disappear. Some are taken care by nature but most of them are not and they hinder with the natural ecosystem which we have been provided to live in harmony and peace.
We being an intelligent being do have the capability to change our surroundings. We can do it for better living, but only if we are ready to protect it from ourselves. The realization has to be more profound and actions has to be taken feeling more responsible for it. Well, as an individual I am nothing to advocate on this as there are many great people who are already fighting for this. But I believe it will only come with a greater realization which all of us individually need to have to make anything work.
As the caterpillar struggled to live through something which nature haven’t given him, humans will also struggle to survive with all the shit they have dumped everywhere and don’t care about. This has to stop, and its not gonna stop unless each of us decides to stop doing it, all of us.