A few days back I had a nightmare. I saw a girl being slaughtered and thrown down a pond. I had a strange feeling that this thing is about to come true. I was almost certain, but there was nothing I could practically do. The incident appeared in the newspaper within a week. Did not feel sad or astonished. Felt helpless. I see babies being sold. I see animals being killed off-sometimes conserved, not out of sympathy, but just to keep a living document of their existence. I see ‘nature’ being a cliché, not a concern. I see what is going to happen next. I do not feel sad or scared. I feel helpless.