“Life exists on earth”

"You set out on a zoomed in ride and begin in outer space, aptly out enough to see the two most- sighed at planets. You’re looking at the two of them, side by side, large spheres that they are. One remains red and brown, dead, like a pebble; while the other shimmers with beauty. The latter is our earth, blue, green, brown and white, a blend of colors and a blend of the perfect ‘ingredients’ necessary to life. It rests there like a pretty marble, spinning silently, with a small drop-like sphere examining it each day. The scene rests here, and you admire the difference and feel blessed, feel like one in a trillion! You gaze at the other planet, Mars and are astonished by the odds. The universe truly played well between destiny and fate!

You’ve managed to, with craze in your mind; grasp the idea of how unimaginably things fell into place for you. Now, we zoom in further. Let’s get Mars out of the view, hard lucked that it is. You can see the globe clearer now. Large enough to have you in tears, it is right there, in front of you! You try hard to shut that mouth, but it hangs in amazement. There in front of you is the most beautiful thing that will ever be known! Your eyes then rest upon a portion, dark on the face of the planet, but lit up like a forest full of fire-flies. It extends around a defined zone, leaving the blue parts bare. You’re confused, and desperate to know. Suddenly, you notice, an object floating across. Not drop-like, not spherical, alien in this universe, differing from nature’s law of spheres. Hard it is, cylindrical with solid wings. You know it’s not God’s creation. The look of it sets you back, sends you into wondering, ‘what is this? What’s going on down there?!’ And you set out.

The scene is zoomed in more, after you’re ready to really know. You’re past layers of empty spaces, from violet to dark blue, the color changes on and on. The drop like revolving object gets farther and farther, getting smaller and smaller. And, then you’re there. Amidst the fluffiness of cotton like white floating, weightless clouds. You stay there for a while, and explore more. What you see now, gets you almost in dead surprise! On the surface of this smooth sphere, there are elevations. Huge elevations, soaring up to you, packed so closely that again you feel nature’s playing on you. Grey, brown, green and yellow, these elevations are wondrous. Cup-cake shaped, they rise outward. Between then you notice tiny colored bugs whizzing by. SHOCKED! You stare blankly! It wasn’t like you imagined.

Excited to explore and know what these bugs are up to, you move a layer lower. At grey fluffiness you rest. Above you the drop looks silver and appears like one natural element, and you look at it for assurance. Just then, a white, long winged noisy machine passes by, and blocks your view. You shut your ears are try to look. All you can manage to see after the shower of particles on you is that the machine surely didn’t mean to serve any good. You are scared now, you look down again. But before your fear is conquered, the grey fluffiness around you trembles. Without a moment for gathering your senses, down you are with the clouds, but it’s wet now. You realize that you’re in the gap between the elevations and are feeling lucky and amazed all of a sudden.

It’s a world dominated by bipedal colored creatures, each one rushing, and each one screaming. There is noise, and you realize that the bugs aren’t bugs. They’re things, weird things that carry the creatures around. You are hell dead to explore more. You go close to one and watch it glow red from the back and then whizz past suddenly. You’re there, coughing, sneezing, grasping for life.  The bug left behind a grey cloud, but one unlike the one you encountered on your journey down. You’re beginning to hate it here. No one even looks at you. You don’t feel welcomed and rather remember home, where you sat by the large banyan on the green grass. You were told it’s a world similar enough, but you’re expedition has proved wrong. Not a sign of peace and silence can your ears find and you start weeping.

You sit down aside the crowd and observe more. You feel sorry for these creatures, which are missing on so much. Just then you see a room, where everyone mumbled on things. You go in as you’re starving. But, when you see them eating their mates, their earthly companions, all you do in screech! Where have you been left? Where have you come? What is this around you? You thought there existed only these creatures, but that wasn’t even nearly true. It was diverse; this place was beautiful, just like what you thought it would be from above. But, its beauty was being eaten up, literally! You run away.  

You thought you’d seen enough. Trees all destroyed, animals being eaten, poisonous clouds being released from bugs and noise and havoc everywhere. You close your eyes and remember home, how it used to be. How you played with the sheep and kissed the rabbits. How you snuggled with the dogs and fed the monkeys! Hostility was something that had you almost crushed from within. You eventually decide to leave.You simply leave behind a note on the road with hope that still lives within you. You’ve had it. You’ve had it. ."

But we, we know he did not have it yet. Yes we do! What had he even seen? Non vegetarians, hah! Pollution, oh, come on! Artificial rain and sky scrapers, that’s advancement, it’s the quotient of the advancement of human life from lawns to boxes, right? If you were to tour the poor fellow, wouldn’t you boast about those cars and about the discovery of petrol? Wouldn’t you show him those generators that powered your city and those factories that produced your sophisticated utilities? Of course you would! Then why wouldn't you show him how great your city was, and take him to a sewage treatment plant. Show him how beautifully you feed your water and how then you spend money to get it cleaned! Show him how you're advancing in technology to stop emission of pollution. Show him how greatly high your planet's education is that you can mix tigers with lions and zebras with donkeys for the damned fun of it! SHOW IT! FLAUNT IT! You won't right? Why? 

Want to know what he left behind for you? Here it is. It was found in the bin last night.

"My Children,
I planned on coming home today after 70 years. I thought I'd be greeted and would encounter the old mother earth we worshiped. I was devastated when I saw what had happened. I felt all inferior. I did not feel at home.

I wish I could take you back in time and show you what we visioned for you all. Alas, things have turned out horrifyingly! I thought I'd sit by the pond and feed the ducks, but I realised that you found feeding yourself with them more sensible. Maybe I'm a bit too old to understand you, and a bit too conservative. 

Yet, I'd want to share with you a talisman for you future. Save the planet children, save it! Passed on for ages, I say it again, 'You haven't inherited the world from your forefathers, you've borrowed it from your children!' 

In the end, before I leave I promise you that I'll tell no one about your mistake. But, I'll surely bring along everyone else and show them the new world you'll surprise, and not shock me with.

Remember children, ours is the only planet, no home anywhere else. Life exists on earth, and that's why you exist.

Thank you."