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EARTH DAY: CHAPTER 2- EARTH'S FUNERAL

 


Alice and Jim Carter were two siblings joined after 6 years at the funeral of their father Adam Carter. Adam Carter was a genius. He worked for NASA for 50 years and did humongous things while he was alive. His children were also not less. Alice was an expert at pedology and was working on a special kind of soil bacteria which would activate the fertility of the soil. Jim was also not less. A good engineer who also completed the 25-year-old job of his father by creating Ozone bombs in Russia. These Ozone bombs were capable of going up in the stratosphere and cover the layer of depleted ozone. These getting complete day by day. But, today they were at the funeral. 

"Dad, loved me more Jimmy", "Shut up, he loved me more". 

"Oh, really? then what special thing he gifted you?" said Alice.

"What did he give you?" asked Jim.

"A locket. Not a normal one but a rare. They make just one of them. Dad carried it in space with him as a memorial of our mum. So, it had a special kind of rust. Coming back one day he gave it to me and said that use it wisely when needed. I still don't understand, why would he say that?" said Alice.

"Ya! he was a bit strange, he told me to shoot for you whenever you would be stuck. I still not get it. Why would he say this?" said Jim. 

As soon as he finished, a call arrived on Alice's phone. It was from their boss at NASA. 

Breaking news was that the Yukon River of Alaska got dried. Completely dried, and this was due to the curse, a curse called Global warming. For weeks residents at Alaska suffered from Scarcity of water when finally they all were shifted to other countries where they got relieved. But what was the meaning of even doing this? Water bodies all over the globe were drying. Not even a single particle of soil was left fertile on earth. People were consuming processed food, which was resulting in health issues. 

Earth was dying.

"If this goes on, we might have to attend the funeral of Earth. Wait, we won't be alive, to even attend it. Are your Ozone bombs ready Mr. Carter?" asked Jim's boss, "We just need them to be transported from Russia. A shifts are left and we will make it." said Jim. "And what about you Alice? how's the work on soil going?" "It's still in progress sir. We might have to wait for a few more months," said Alice.

"Strange isn't it. Our ancestors left garbage for us. It's 2054 and we expected all this to happen in the future. But it's true that calamity doesn't require an invitation." said the boss. Alice and Jim headed towards their office when they both were feeling like a load of the whole world is on their shoulders. "Are your samples ready?" asked Jim. "No, I need some small samples of pure soil particles with which it might complete." 

"Pure soil particles of any kind are impossible to get now!"

"I know. But we need to figure out something."

Isn't it strange, that we create a mess and leave it for our future generations? Savage!

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