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Utopia Our Common Earth Un voyage en avion que j'ai fait

I watched the rain beating against the window, the dark clouds obscuring the sun. My Mother earth is for everyone to share, L'année dernière, j'ai visité mes cousins aux États-Unis pendant mes vacances d'été. C'était
mon premier long voyage en avion. J'ai pris un vol de Mumbai à New York. J'ai voyagé avec
heart was heavy, with an impending sense of doom. I squeezed my eyes shut and For her we must always care.
imagined all my wildest dreams coming true - immersing myself into a paradise of This is something we often speak about, mes parents.
mystique, escaping from the physical world. The pattering of raindrops slowed and the But, sometimes, we ourselves miss out. Nous sommes arrivés à l'aéroport trois heures en avance. Il y avait beaucoup de monde à
l'aéroport même à 2 heures du matin. Nous avons fait enregistrer nos bagages et nous
fog cleared, unveiling a spring morning. She is the only planet where life is known,
Where seeds are sown, and trees are grown. avons passé la douane. En montant au bord de l'avion je me suis assis près de la fenêtre, le
I reached out to trace my fingers along the windowpane, only to find that the smooth, siège indiqué sur ma carte d'embarquement. Bientôt, l'hôtesse de l'air a annoncé que nous
There was a time, not long ago,
olive-brown mahogany had been replaced by a thorny shrub, pricking my finger. My eyes devons attacher nos ceintures de sécurité. Notre vol a décollé à l'heure.
blinked open with a start and I found myself standing atop a hill. A smile rested on my lips When she wore a pristine glow. J'ai été très excité et j'ai vu le ciel de ma fenêtre. Puis, j'ai regardé un film. Il y a eu beaucoup
Cool blue water was everywhere seen,
as I inhaled the sweet smell of flowers. I heard the gushing of a nearby stream. Tall oaks de choix de films. Après deux heures, l'hôtesse de l'air a apporté notre repas et des
And lush forests so green.
towered over me, honeybees hovered about flowers, sending puffs of pollen into the air. boissons. J'ai mangé de la salade et j'ai bu de la limonade. Après le repas, je me suis couché
Where clean air surrounded us, et j'ai dormi pendant 8 heures. Quand je me suis réveillé, j'ai entendu l'hôtesse de l'air
As I turned around in amazement, I realized something was wrong. A bright film Where we could breathe without a fuss. annoncer la descente. Nous avons atterri à JFK. Nous avons pris nos valises au tapis roulant.
appeared before my eyes and I felt as though I were an observer in my own utopia. I Then we, the mighty humans brought, Je ne pouvais pas croire que nous avons parcouru près de 13000 km en moins de dix-sept
rubbed my eyes and a gust of wind bit against my cheeks. I flexed my fingers in Luxury and comfort with great thought. heures. J'ai beaucoup aimé mon voyage en avion.
anticipation and a bed of golden chrysanthemums sprouted from the earth. I swirled my Little did we then realise, Dhruv Kapadia
hands in motions foreign to me and a trickling stream appeared out of thin air. Then it That this would bring our mother's demise. Rhea Shah
dawned upon my senses – I was the creator of my dream scape. I was all-powerful. We kept destroying the nature, Un voyage magnifique!
I waved my arms in a series of complicated motions and life erupted all around me. Wild For our own comfort and stature. L'année dernière, je suis allé à Delhi avec ma famille. Life is but a Myriad of Colours
creatures, from golden koi fish to towering giraffes and royal tigers. Large birds tinted And we thought of it as evolution, Delhi est une ville du nord de l'Inde. Il y a de
with the colours of the rainbow soared across the sky before perching on my shoulders, But in reality it was only pollution. nombreux monuments d'importance là-bas, mais il y Life is but a myriad of colours. Our every action, thought, surrounding, every aspect of us is
their claws digging into my skin. The majestic elephants let out a sonorous trumpet and Two steps ahead then one step back, a toujours de la pollution à Delhi. bursting with tints and hues. Our memories are as associated with colours. Happiness gleams
the animals assembled into a large herd. I was awestruck. As I walked among them, the Compassion for our mother planet, we children lack. Nous sommes allés en décembre quand il faisait très in a bright yellow while sorrow leaves a trail of blues. Anger gets to us like the red hot tongues
crowd parted, revealing lush green hills and valleys. Staring down the steep slopes of the We created cities and nations, froid. Nous avons voyagé en avion sur un vol de la of fire while curiosity clouds our mind with a purple cloud. Art symbolises expression and
valley, I felt a pang of loneliness at the absence of an intelligent species I could At the cost of our mother's foundations. première compagnie aérienne indienne, Air India. creativity, freedom and emotion. And in recent times, these colours hidden below the surface
communicate with. Boundaries now divide her nations, Nous sommes arrivés après trois heures. L'aéroport have overflowed from their paint bottles and become a focal point of improving our societal
And her resources are in ration. de Delhi est très grand. C'est une attraction issues.
I stared into the distance dreamily, the wind whipping my hair, magic surging through me. touristique. Ensuite, nous sommes sortis de
All of these boundaries must dissolve, Humanity has been doomed with the ever increasing prejudices and stereotypes that have
Slowly, I let light flow through my fingertips, creating man, giving them intelligence and l'aéroport et nous sommes partis pour la ville. Nous
We children should work with great resolve. seeped into our minds. These prejudices have had a dictatorship hold over human nature
the skills they needed to survive. As the exhilaration waned, I slumped over, the magic For we have one common earth, I say, avons déjeuné dans un restaurant indien. J'ai adoré
draining the last of my energy. le repas. Puis, nous sommes allés voir des since times immemorial and continue to take over our morality. These societal evils and are
Protect it, or it will go away. causing a mass crumbling of mankind and humanity. The basic human rights of people,
monuments. D'abord, nous sommes allés au Qutb
I woke up with a start. It had only been a couple of minutes. The animals around me had Protect it, or it will fade away. Minar. Qutb Minar est un très beau monument à secularity, acceptance and compassion have all been lynched and shot down, but art, the
disappeared. The landscape changed to a dense, tropical jungle. The trickling stream had New Delhi. Je l 'ai beaucoup aimé. C'est très grand. freedom of creative expression, still thrives and revives a feeling of bravery.
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transformed into a mighty river, gushing and churning fiercely. The sands of time had Ensuite, nous avons visité la Jama Masjid, la plus We saw in the Black Lives Matter movement that people from all classes, races and faces were
trickled by unnoticeably, and the mere minutes I had spent unconscious, had been grande mosquée de Delhi. C'est très énorme. urged to come together and fight for the rights of our brothers and sisters whose skin tint just
centuries for every other species in my utopia. Le lendemain, nous sommes allés à Agra. Là-bas, happens to be a few shades darker. Art was seen in all its glory during these protests. Children
I teleported myself to the outskirts of Man's village. It was hustling and bustling with nous avons vu le Taj Mahal. C'est énorme et and parents holding up flyers splattered with paints, voicing their rights and their want for
artistique. Nous avons aussi visité la forteresse
activity. People, milling about bazaars; artisans and weavers creating quaint crafts I had acceptance. The drips of spray paint splattered on the roads with the walls covered in graffiti
d'Agra. C'est une attraction touristique populaire. art about America being a country for all. Face paint all over people's faces. People all around
never seen before.
Puis, nous avons acheté « Agra Petha », une sucrerie the world, changing their profile pictures to black to show support for the blackout Tuesday.
I watched with pride as they had evolved into a resilient and versatile species. Creating d'Agra. Enfin, nous sommes retournés à l'aéroport Even though the white fumes of tear gas bombs thrown by the blue clads clouded the sky, the
palaces of beauty and love, larger than I could have built. They shared the starless sea of et nous avons pris un vol pour Mumbai. Mon voyage black colour stood in all its glory peacefully protesting for a safer place to live.
knowledge through libraries of leather-bound books with crinkling papyrus. à Delhi était terminé!
Pride Flags with their rainbow tints, proudly and strongly show that the grey sky of
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However, minutes later, I found myself frowning as I watched a group of men labouring homophobia will be opposed and outlasted by the rainbow etched across. The lesbian pink,
under the hot sun, their skin glistening with sweat, being whipped. Bullocks being white and orange flag, the bisexual purple, pink and blue flag, the asexual purple green
tortured to carry heavy loads. My frown morphed into a look of horror as the smell of and white flag along with many others express freedom of sexuality and echo the saying
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blood tainted the air, sounds of metal clanging reverberated across the land as Man मबई शहर "love is love".
fought battles with himself. I snapped my fingers to banish pain from the face of this
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भारत क शहरो म मबई ह एक शान, The music industry is one of the greatest forms of artistic expression. Finneas, a brilliant
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earth. But, alas, the pain and greed had grown like a vine, leeching off of Man's joy, so Varsha Sundar हर िनवासी यहा का करता ह आन, songwriter and singer, during American election time, released a song. The lyrics of the song
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intertwined that I drained the last of my pool of magic in creating the very species that बगर इसक भारत अपणता का हार, urged everyone to vote sensibly. A band called 5 Seconds of Summer, dived deeper into
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would be this land's downfall. Mother Nature's Plea यह शहर वह ह जो जोड़ता ह लोगो का तार। mental health issues faced by children all around the world in their album "Sounds Good
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The landscape was ever-changing. Long had the small settlements disappeared, turning For years Mother Nature continued to plead, यहा बसत ह हर धम, मज़हब और जाित क लोग , Feels Good" with songs like 'Broken home' and 'Invisible' being an anthem to support the

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into towns, which had now grown into cities. I watched as the people evolved, But even to grow a tree mankind took no heed, नही िकसी म भदभाव ,िदखता ह यहा सब म योग , children of the 'New Broken Scene'.

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intoxicated with their power and intellectual superiority. They made groundbreaking As we continued in our ways senselessly, सपनो की दिनया को साकार करता ह यह शहर, The gender norms of 'blue is for boys and pink is for girls' is being shattered. Clothing and
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discoveries, possessing the power of creation themselves. They produced electricity, Bats and pangolins became a delicacy. सबक चहरो पर होती ह उमग की लहर। make up are symbols of individuality and being able to show the world there are no
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unnatural antidotes and loud automobiles. They brutally annihilated species they were Soon came the coronavirus, a deadly disease, िनस- िदन चलता रहता ह वाहनो का वाह, stereotypes.
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meant to coexist with, exploiting the last of the land I had created. Starting in Wuhan and spreading overseas. िफर भी सयम िदखता ह चारो ओर अथाह, ART is an Assertive Ruthless Testimony to all the voices that need to be heard, whose pleas
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I watched my creations abusing their knowledge as well as every other being around COVID-19 spread as fast as fire, यहा ऊचाई क़ी दौड़ म रहती ह इमारतो की होड़, need to be considered and hammers home the point that the freedom of expression of any
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With a vengeance that would fulfil Mother Earth's ire, एक स एक भवन बनत और रहत ह बजोड़।
them. I watched endlessly, sorrowfully and helplessly. The sense of impending doom matter concerning the world will not be silenced. It drives home the point that for an
returned, and my heavy heart sunk slowly. From shaking hands and smiling at each other, िजन लोगो न कम की पजा करत ए जीवन िबताया, egalitarian society, for the sustainable development of the world, we need to learn the art of

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There was a need to dread one another, accepting the true form of one another and not see the world as black and white. We must
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My vision of a utopia crumbled to dust and I was left with my reservoir of magic depleted. Our profligate ways made us feel supreme, इस शहर न उनक जीवन म फल िदखलाया,
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The fleeting moment of joy was replaced by all-consuming terror as I watched my mystical दिनया म जहा रातो को बहन - बिटया रहती ह घबराई, paint the world with compassion. Art does not merely hold a mirror
Until nature decided we were extreme. against humanity, it proves to be a medium to brush away these evils

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heaven turn into a monstrous hell. And, although my utopia may be a यह शहर उ आठो पहर दता सर ा की परछाई।
For years Mother Nature continued to plead, dampening our growth and helps to sculpt the world for tomorrow.
place of my imagination, the dystopia it has spawned is very real. However now, makes us fear a deadly sneeze! य मरा शहर हर मायन म सबस धनी,
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Trisha Karmakar तो हम ो रोए? ह हम िकस बात की कमी। Varsha Sundar
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