Summer, and the water problem...

As a small child

I was always taught

To see the half filled

Part of the glass

To feel positive

To know optimism 

Now, as a grown up adult

On a sunny summer day

As there is a sudden stoppage 

Of water supply

In the taps

In my apartment

(And others around too)

I see FB posts and mails 

Reflecting associated helplessness

I am reminded of the commonality, 

My helplessness, and dependency

At least on the water issue

Water issue, 

That seems so big now

The fear of unknown

Of not having the knowledge 

Of when, and for how long 

The water will come

I feel my life being remotely controlled by

The tanker driver

The water vendor, and

The association staff

And some careless fellow residents, 

who don't care to save water

The swimming pool from the window of 19th floor

Appears like a mirage

And I feel like a begger 

Sitting on the other side of the road,

Who sees people inside Dominos

Eating, and wasting a delicious pizza

I see the empty glass

In my kitchen 

And still try to feel

Optimistic 

For having been able

To have the possibility

Of catching a glass of water

As it comes in the kitchen tap

As they say

"everything happens for good"

I see the good - 

That the summer-water problem

Rewards me with a poem

And a new phrase to replace the golden-old phrase

Mentioning the 'half empty/half filled glass'

With having been able to

Own a glass, tap 

And the possibility of having it filled 

At "some" time ..

This is how we live a life

Filled with hope ..