Flash Fiction: Water Wastage

I was shocked at the spectacle I was watching.

People were running around on the street, in a dust-storm of colours, flinging water at each other. They were tossing water from their houses, many storeys high, at the chaotic crowd below. The people were throwing water balloons and using guns to squirt streams of water all around. Nobody seemed to care about the water that they were wasting. If only they knew what us village folk have to bear. I was almost in tears, but I held them back.

I knew the cost of a single bucket of water….


Word Count: 99

Prompt:

Carrot Ranch March 21: Flash Fiction Challenge

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17 comments

  1. I see what you did there. A little carryover from Holi. I’m from California where we have had drought issues. Nothing as depressing as your story. A few years ago, there was a big push to conserve water, which we collectively did. Then the water company raised our water rates because people weren’t using as much water.

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