An autobiography of water ?
(within 1000 words)
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Answer:
Autobiography is a biography which is written on a person by another person.
Explanation:
water is not considered as a living thing(person) so we can't write autobiography on water we can write a speech or article✨
Explanation:
am the one that is eternal; I’ve been here forever and will do so in the future too. I was the one to quench the thirst of the water deprived earth. I supported Rama’s stone when he wanted to reach Sri Lanka; I was also a part of the Tsunami that hit the earth and will continue to do so for years to come. Today, I’m here tomorrow I won’t, I move all around the earth changing forms, nature and places. Sometimes I’m in a shower, sometimes blushing on the petal as a dew drop or sometimes condense as fog on a spectacle. I’ve got various expressions and I put them forth in various ways. I am the last drop of Gangajal for the one on the death bed and I’m also the first drop of sweat on a worker’s forehead. I am a water droplet, tiny may be me but without me there is no thee.
Let me commence by narrating to you the story of my birth. I remember getting formed by the chemical reactions of Hydrogen and Oxygen at the time of big bang and since then I’ve been here and will do so everlastingly. I recall being cramped up in a cloud with millions of others like me. All of us were unmapped to what were we supposed to do next and why were we there in the first place. The soft cushioning of the cloud attempted to comfort us while the lightening tried to frighten us. In spite of all our perplexity compelled us to hold fast to one another.
The lightening finally struck the cloud of our residence and ripped us all apart from one another. I screamed my lungs out only to find my voice coalesce with millions of others around. The wind rushed past my cheeks as the gravity of the earth forced me towards itself. I closed my eyes tightly to submerge into the acceptance of the thing that was coming next.
Thump, I fell on another one like me in a puddle, sprang up like a ping pong ball and landed on the ground beside. I took a deep breath and assumed that it was the end of the adventure but soon after that found myself sucked into a long tunnel. I slide down and landed up in a really cosy place known as the ground water. The stones next to me were totally smooth and guided me on my way. A number water droplets like me clung together to form a narrow stream along the path.
All of us arrived at a place of endless water droplets like me, the ocean. I danced to the melodious tunes of the waves; felt the bottom of the ocean at the depth. At one moment I was in a phytoplankton’s cell moving from one chamber to another while the next moment I was sliding down the shark’s abdomen. My experience in the sea was a jolly one. The rule was that the new comers would stay deep within the ocean while the oldies occupied the surface. I never really understood this rule and rebelled to sunbathe.
The heat was unbearable; the solar energy was actually trying to destroy me. I felt terrible discomfort but still decided to stay there to see what was going to happen next. The heat slowly and steadily ate me up. No sooner did I realise what was happening to me than I found myself floating up and moving away from my beloved sea. I was transformed into hot vapour and that temperature was high enough for my mind to go numb. The heat separated my soul from my body and pulled me up to the place from where I had emerged.
Once again on reaching the sky I clung to a number of other like me and together we rested on the cushions of the cloud. From the top I looked at the tiny world that looked so vast from the ground. I could see the sea, the ocean, the grass, the sand and all the places which I had visited during my journey to the earth.
Here I realised that life is nothing but a journey for me. For some time I will be floating in the clouds and the rest I may be sunk into the ground. This is my water cycle and it is my duty to abide by the rules of nature set for me. Since then I have done millions of trips down to earth and back to the cloud and each time I’m on the ground I drench into a new experience. I, being a water droplet have realised the science of life but some heart breaking incidents on earth have made me question the existence of the mankind.