World Ocean Day
Dear Diary,
The oceans’ beauty is praiseworthy. I am floating in the depths of the Indian Ocean right now but it doesn’t give me any happiness. The blue ocean maybe explicitly beautiful but I don’t find peace here. I feel as if I am sabotaging its unparalleled charm and virtue.
Let me elaborate first on my journey from the enormous factory where I took birth from melt-blowing of polypropylene. I had made many friends but we got estranged while getting packaged. I was the last one to be packed.
I had celebrated World Environment Day by protecting my master while she gave a very impressive and heartwarming speech on ‘A Better Environment’. Those words resonated with me a lot.
Usually, my usage lifespan is about 8 hours but it’s been 48 hours since I was disposed after shielding the girl from Covid-19 but I am still not burnt or properly disposed off as medical waste. It’s not possible to compost me either as I am non- biodegradable.
I was finally disposed in the sewage when I somehow ended up on the vast ocean. The ocean is beautiful except that it is totally littered. I recall the Environment speech that I really appreciated; I don’t think the humans put their words into actions, it’s all false promises.
My plea to the people is to dispose of us carefully according to the guidelines and the rules. I can’t help but the germs trapped inside me are getting mixed with the ocean water. I am worried: it will harm the humans and the creatures of the ocean. My last wish is that the humans and the oceans stay happy, healthy and well. Stay safe and keep the oceans clean.
Regards,
Single-use Masks.
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