The requiem of a mountain stream
Forested hills are often furnished with many tiny streams that originate from natural underground reservoirs. They hold enormous natural, aesthetic and cultural values but today, more so than ever, they are in extreme danger for several reasons, in different parts of the country. The small town of Kurseong, in the hills of Darjeeling - where I come from - also has many such streams that are of unparalleled beauty and value. I grew up visiting several of them in different seasons and what lovely times they were! Sadly, today most of the streams are gone. Some dried up due to inextricable reasons involving climate change, deforestation, and so on, while others have simply been clogged by filth and garbage. This has affected every part of a resident's life, and this transition perhaps reflects a deeper change in society. Yet the issue of drying hill streams is barely a topic of discussion. Though my poem draws from my own experiences, I hope it brings about a moment to reflect upon wh