In the course of our stay in our little apartment in Delhi, we've faced some interesting water challanges. There were times of abundant supply, times of scarcity, a time when we fought for water and even a time when our living room got flooded! All in all, I'm thankful for being one of those privileged to have running, almost clean water. Almost. Nope, I wouldn't drink that for a million rupees!
But what happens when your entire life, all of your being changes because of that very precious liquid?
I'm thinking of Hasankeyf. A small town south of Turkey, lush green valley on the banks of the Tigris. Reminds me of my history lessons (oh if those weren't so boring!) on Mesopotamian culture. Apparently the homes in the caves in Hasankeyf date up to 10,000 years. That's way close to Adam and Eve. Perhaps Cain? I don't see why not! Beautiful, green, a jewel set in midst of golden dry land. The Bible mentions the Garden of Eden being surrounded by four rivers, two of which exist today, the Tigris and the Euphrates. It's mesmerizing to think those lands are watered by these ancient rivers. Sadly people's wants have taken over much of the beauty and the rivers generosity. Dams, not just on the Tigris, inundate so much of history, so much of life. What must it be like to pick up the pieces and carry on? My heart goes out to the people of Hasankeyf. Never would I've imagined a tragedy (among all the others that are happening) of this scale would take place in my lifetime. These things are so often results of bad decisions taken years ago. It's sad to think lessons haven't been learnt and bad decisions still take place. Enough to alter humanity.
Often I feel angry for those who don't have water, those who suffer for it. Now I feel angry for those who don't need an abundance of it. It's a sad, strange world.
But what happens when your entire life, all of your being changes because of that very precious liquid?
I'm thinking of Hasankeyf. A small town south of Turkey, lush green valley on the banks of the Tigris. Reminds me of my history lessons (oh if those weren't so boring!) on Mesopotamian culture. Apparently the homes in the caves in Hasankeyf date up to 10,000 years. That's way close to Adam and Eve. Perhaps Cain? I don't see why not! Beautiful, green, a jewel set in midst of golden dry land. The Bible mentions the Garden of Eden being surrounded by four rivers, two of which exist today, the Tigris and the Euphrates. It's mesmerizing to think those lands are watered by these ancient rivers. Sadly people's wants have taken over much of the beauty and the rivers generosity. Dams, not just on the Tigris, inundate so much of history, so much of life. What must it be like to pick up the pieces and carry on? My heart goes out to the people of Hasankeyf. Never would I've imagined a tragedy (among all the others that are happening) of this scale would take place in my lifetime. These things are so often results of bad decisions taken years ago. It's sad to think lessons haven't been learnt and bad decisions still take place. Enough to alter humanity.
Often I feel angry for those who don't have water, those who suffer for it. Now I feel angry for those who don't need an abundance of it. It's a sad, strange world.
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