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It hurts to see you, my very hometown in the grasp

It hurts to see you, my very hometown in the grasps of this deadly smog. 

I miss opening the windows by the side of my desk to let the fresh air in. All that enters now is choking white poison that pricks your eyes, making theme water and a feeling of breathlessness, of helplessness and of impotency. 

The air isn't what it used to be. It is no more a gift of nature, it is its seething revenge now.

 This really is no exaggeration, the pollution is deadly. Your eyes start to water  when you are exposed to it. Your eyes start getting an irritating itch and you can feel the smell of smoke in the air and see it. You feel that what you are breathing isn't as good as it should be, you crave for more  #deardelhi #delhi #smog #letters  #YourQuoteAndMine
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It hurts to see you, my very hometown in the grasps of this deadly smog. 

I miss opening the windows by the side of my desk to let the fresh air in. All that enters now is choking white poison that pricks your eyes, making theme water and a feeling of breathlessness, of helplessness and of impotency. 

The air isn't what it used to be. It is no more a gift of nature, it is its seething revenge now.

 This really is no exaggeration, the pollution is deadly. Your eyes start to water  when you are exposed to it. Your eyes start getting an irritating itch and you can feel the smell of smoke in the air and see it. You feel that what you are breathing isn't as good as it should be, you crave for more  #deardelhi #delhi #smog #letters  #YourQuoteAndMine
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