“Use Me!”- A loud cry of a garbage boxWhile I was waiting for my bus at Koyambedu bus depot in Chennai, I heard a voice murmuring the words "Use Me… Use Me!!" repeatedly. The sound came near by me and it heard like a loud cry of someone. I started to search for the voice and at last I found it. It was a cry of the garbage box which stood a few steps away from me. I went near the box and asked for the reason. It started to share its feelings.
I am a new green color garbage box sitting here from the morning. "Use Me!" is my powerful mantra. Can you see the words Use Me which is written at the middle part of my body in shining large white font?
Yes! I replied.
But why it is not visible to the eyes of other people? shouted the garbage box.
I remained silent.
The box continued to speak. When I started my life at 8.20 am today morning as garbage box here in this place, I was excited and I eagerly waited to hold the dumped wastes of the people. Now my excitement got reduced because I was sitting here for more than 5 hours and no one came forward to drop the wastes. I thought people would use me effectively but I'm very much depressed now because….the box stopped and remained silent.
I was eager to find the reason behind the depression of the garbage box.
After a long silence, the box again opened its feelings. A man who ate banana threw the banana peel on the ground and went casually. An old lady who was sitting here few hours ago opened a parcel and had her lunch. I expected a positive response from her but after finishing her lunch she also threw the foil paper on the ground. A bus driver and a conductor who ate fritters in the nearby shop threw the tissue paper at the entrance of the shop after cleaning their hands. Similarly many people crossed me from the morning but not even a single people came forward to use me. Is this fair? Why people are not using me? Am I not useful to these people? cried the box.
While I was listening to the cry of the trash box, a small boy who had a biscuit packet in his hand crossed me with his mom. They walked few steps away from me and waited for their bus. After eating the biscuits, the boy handed the empty biscuit packet cover to his mom. His mom threw the cover on the ground. I felt ashamed to be a part of this society which doesn't know to keep the surrounding clean.
Within few seconds I was surprised because my eyes captured a happy moment. The boy who was eating the biscuits came running towards me and dropped the empty biscuit cover into the garbage box and shouted "Ma!! My class teacher taught me to drop the wastes on the dustbin and not on the ground. Hereafter you too use the garbage box that is why it is here". The boy's mother felt ashamed. The people who heard the loud voice of the small boy appreciated him for his act.
While everyone was appreciating the little kid, I was super excited to see the garbage box singing "Hey Hey !! One person finally used me.. ! used me…!" and dancing.
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