Decoding one of the least-talked about subtopics of climate change!

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Starting from where I left off in my last blog – we’re talking about climate change again!

But, this time, we’re shedding the spotlight on a subtopic of climate change that is perhaps not known or understood fully by the masses.

Climate finance.

No, I haven’t meshed two completely different words together. It is a thing and you can look it up!

On second thoughts, don’t because as soon as you read the next paragraph, you will understand what it is.

‘Climate finance’ refers to the investments that support significant reductions in greenhouse gas emissions and financial measures that help adapt to the current and future impacts of a changing climate.

So it is right to assume that if the world wishes to become climate-neutral by 2050, then enormous amounts of investments (both from the public and private sectors) are required.

Climate finance is important to systemically combat climate change. After all, there needs to be a proper system in place for whole continents like Europe to invest substantially in climate change mitigation and adaptation.

And, as you can imagine, climate financing is never going to be about hundreds or thousands of Euros. The investment needs will be totalling hundreds of billions of Euros per year.

There’s another important term that you should be introduced to, at this point.

Sustainable climate finance. It aims to channel private investment into the transition to a climate-neutral, climate-resilient, resource-efficient and fair economy.

Private investments, when combined with public money from Europe and other continents may make a huge impact on the climate.

Next, we move to the topic of the European Economic Area ( EEA ) which includes EU countries, Iceland, Liechtenstein and Norway.

It is continually assessing the connections between climate action, including current and future measures to reduce emissions and adapt to the impacts of climate change, and the financial and fiscal systems.

This organization has been contributing extensively to the initiative of sustainable climate finance for five years and counting.

It has also helped develop recommendations for identifying economic activities that can make a substantial contribution to climate change mitigation or adaptation. The recommendations also address how to ensure that climate investments avoid significant harm to other environmental objectives such as sustainable use and protection of water and marine resources, transition to a circular economy, pollution prevention control, and protection and restoration of biodiversity and ecosystems.

My parting thoughts on the EEA are that it is also a part of the EU Platform on sustainable finance, set up as a permanent expert group under the EU Taxonomy Regulation.

Signing off by saying that climate finance needs more attention, both as a topic and act, to shape a carbon-neutral and eco-friendly future.  

Who is a ‘climate activist’? Come, meet some of my favourites.

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A climate activist campaigns and supports positive change in regards to the global climate crisis. He/she also leads wholesome discussions, spreads awareness and motivates others to take appropriate action.

At present, many young people are contributing to this social cause. What they are doing is simply noble because in reality, it’s not the young people who are the cause of climate change but many of them are still doing everything in their power to improve the current situation.

‘Climate change’ as a term on its own is scary and troubling. Its meaning invites more fear into the hearts of those who understand the dire consequences.

RECAP: ‘Climate change’ occurs when greenhouse gasses such as carbon dioxide and methane are emitted from the burning of fossil fuels (coal, oil, etc.). As a result, the gasses become trapped in the Earth’s atmosphere and heat it, thus disrupting the weather patterns in all kinds of ways.

The situation has worsened since the Industrial Revolution and to add insult to injury, it’s a man-made disaster.

Therefore, it’s imperative to read about and become inspired by youth climate activists who have risen as the voice of reason at such tender ages.

1. Tahsin Uddin

A 22-year old climate activist from Bangladesh who fully understands the unfair impacts of climate change on vulnerable groups of people in his country.

He promotes cycling as an eco-friendly vehicle, plants trees and organizes clean-ups.

2. Russell Raymond

A 17-year old reporter from the Caribbean nation of Dominica whose motivation to combat climate change rises from a personal experience.

When Hurricane Maria made landfall in September 2017, he was devastated to see the state of the island he once called home.

Hence, he used photography as a medium to capture grief and highlight the fatal effects of the crisis.

3. Mitzi Jonelle Tan

Mitzi belongs to Manila, Philippines and ardently campaigns for ‘climate justice’ – a term that I came across a short while ago.

Her fight against climate change can also be attributed to a personally-lived experience. Which happens to be the two back-to-back hurricanes that hit the Philippines in 2020.

During this difficult time, she and her organization made it a mission to feed the hungry, ask them in-depth questions about how the storm had impacted them and help them in every way possible.

4. Greta Thunberg

Perhaps, I saved the most infamous climate campaigner for the last.

She is the 15-year old girl who protested outside the Swedish parliament in 2018.

While holding a sign that said “School Strike for Climate”, she demanded that the government meet its carbon emissions targets.

Her small act led to big changes around the world. Students from the UK to Japan emulated her driven actions.

She was also nominated for a Nobel Peace Prize for climate activism.

Her most heroic act which inspires me is when she sailed the Atlantic in a solar-powered yacht to attend a UN conference in New York.

At the end of the day, we cannot measure a youth climate activist by the number of achievements but by the sentiment with which they promote climate awareness and justice.

So, if you were looking for a sign to build a cleaner and greener world, this blog is it. 

We’ve already been impacted by climate change and it’s just the beginning.

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Climate change is a real, palpable problem – a man-made phenomenon whose effects we all are experiencing but doing little to curb.

In this blog, I would like to attempt to pin down some of the impacts which the climate crisis has already had on planet Earth so that my observations can generate a level of awareness and a certain sense of accountability in my readers.

Before we start, I’d like to assert that the more apt. the term is ‘global climate change’ since the alterations in our surroundings are not only being felt in India but also in the rest of the world.

I digress but it’s important to note here that the effects of climate change are unevenly felt around the world. The effects can differ between communities as well as individuals.

While the heat-trapping process has resulted in a rise of about 1.98°Foffsite link (1.1°C) from 1901 to 2020, it has also led to sea levels rising, droughts, floods, etc.

In theory, the consequences of climate change may seem one-dimensional but upon a closer look, they are far more disturbing once decoded.

For instance, a drought will disrupt human life even more in the sense that food production and human health will be impacted.

Floods will result in the spread of diseases and damages to ecosystems and infrastructure.

Such instances will interfere significantly with worker productivity as well.

This is why it’s important to examine the impacts of the global climate crisis before it’s too late.

1. No improvement despite lockdowns

The two most debilitating greenhouse gasses (carbon dioxide and methane) continued to wreak havoc on the atmosphere in 2020 despite the worldwide socio-economic lockdown in response to the COVID-19 pandemic.

The above statement reflects how deeply the climate crisis has percolated into the planet and how necessary it has become to understand what we can do to avoid its further escalation.

2. Water resources take the brunt

Did you know that a snowpack (a mass of lying snow that is compressed and hardened by its own weight) is an important source of fresh water for many people?

So, as the snow from a snowpack melts, it becomes freshwater which is a valuable resource for the masses. Especially those residing in the Western United States where precipitation is unpredictable in warmer months.

But when temperatures rise, the amount of snow reduces overall meaning snowpacks may not be very reliable sources of water during warm and dry seasons.

3. Human health is compromised

It’s common knowledge that these heat-trapping gasses lead to hotter weather and heat is a deadly phenomenon for the human body.

The dry season can also fuel wildfires. Events such as lightning and strong winds have been recorded as contributing factors to the California wildfires.

Long-standing equity exists here wherein underserved and vulnerable groups will be impacted the most by climate change.

People struck by poverty, the elderly and individuals with preexisting health conditions may be the first in line to experience the aftermath of this crisis.

Therefore, we should act like a self-aware community as it’s better to be safe than sorry when it comes to the looming global climate crisis.  

Dangerous Epiphany Of The Present-A Memoir.

Evenings scare me these days. The retiring Sun, the rushing movement of birds from Colony wires to hidden nests and the ever-changing sky scare me.

It’s not like the darkness scares me, no. It’s just what it represents. It can be beautiful to those who choose to see it that way. But these days, darkness is a choker around my porcelain neck that turns it shades of awry black and deep blue. It sits in my room every night, waiting to halt my breaths and endeavors to suffocate me until I can’t see straight or think coherently.

Continue reading “Dangerous Epiphany Of The Present-A Memoir.”

If My Body Talked To Me One Day, This Is What I Would Ask It.

What do you want to be in the future?

I want to be thinner and slimmer-

Stop right there, body. Why can’t you be

anything else? Why can’t you be a

bucket of sunlight that splashes us with

happiness every morning? Why can’t

you be a spring in someone’s step?

Why can’t you slither on someone’s mouth

and play as a soft grin? Why does a

decrease of fat appeal to you?

Why don’t you take a deep breath 

and enjoy the plump curves that

you have? Become comfortable

with this gift sans wrapping.

Become happy to be in your own

skin. Become wary since you must

treat it all like an exhibit in a glass case.

Become someone. Become you.

Be you, body. As hate kills love. Love

kills hope. And, hope kills all, sometimes.

Body, be everything but thinner and slimmer.

Be who you would like to be.

Be a sack of potatoes. Be the ballerina

who swings with grace and self-assurance.

Be someone else, please. Be who you want to be.

#NaPoWriMo: Month For Leaning, Experience & Recognition.

There are a lot of undiscovered secrets in this universe such as what bizarre planets lie beyond Planet Earth and what more creatures swim agilely in deep waters of the oceans. However, that is all very dynamic and high-profile for a low-key poetess like me. So, I uncovered a paltry secret this April that changed my life more than ever. I acknowledged the presence of #NaPoWriMo: National Poetry Writing Month wherein you write thirty poems until the Sweltering April comes to a halt and Moody May begins.

I took part as well, of course. And, while I had been apprehensive of the response I would get, I did not back out. After all, I have written close to two hundred poems till date and they could use some rehashing. Again, I was scared of being crushed under the hoofs of internet trolls and other cynical writers who consider themselves the best out there. Thankfully, none of that happened and I surpassed the month by garnering some likes here and there on my Instagram page. YOU CAN FIND THE PAGE IN THE SIDEBAR TO YOUR RIGHT.

What? That’s me being subtle.

So, I awaited likes and comments that would follow right after I had grilled my poem under a phone application that would make it look pretty, accessible and presentable.

Continue reading “#NaPoWriMo: Month For Leaning, Experience & Recognition.”

I sketched some. I got interviewed some.

I was recently interviewed in the capacity of a teen age blogger and that is what makes me happy and hopeful for the prospects of this blog. In the said interview, I let you know in a little more detail of what I have been up to and how my blog has stemmed into something I never imagined it would become.

READ MY INTERVIEW HERE!!

Now, within me, there is a massive ubiquity of happiness and apprehension as I present to you some of the drawings that I have been doing in the gap year that I have chosen to take oh so boldly.  I was always under the erroneous impression that sketching would not be that hard.

 

img_68541Well, that was until I picked up my thoroughly run out black ball point pen and started scratching aimlessly on the paper.

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The tip of the pen or pencil is so powerful. Every stroke, every slant line, every kind of shading done is imperative to the bigger picture. Every picture demands a preciseness that may take years to master.

Now, viewer discretion-I am not Picasso so you better teach your eyes to not fall out of their sockets because all that I have drawn and showed here is not very good, it’s not even close to perfect. Also, you can indoctrinate me in the techniques of sketching better.  (You can also make fun of the sketches but hey, do it in a corner where no sound reaches you.)

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It is just my very sad and very brave attempt to tame the black ink.

 

Please read. Please comment. I want your words. I want your feelings to reach me.

Renovatio. 

Probably the lengthiest poem I have ever written! I hope you like it. Please give me your honest opinions in the comments below! 

P.S The title of the poem is in Latin and translates to rebirth. 

She was made up of words,

They all said. She was meant

To be an author, they proclaimed.

But her mother, Mrs. Smith

Cooked dreams of an early

Marriage and a crawling toddler

For her. Thus, she ran.

 

She ran, leaving a world

Behind only to step into another.

She would paint her own life,

Embellish it with colloquialism,

Flowery words and further,

In her haste, she could only

Collect what her greedy hands

Touched. A toothbrush. A

 

Satchel and not as much a

Glance to the lady who was

Constituted of belligerence and

Hostility for her shaky career.

Betty was the bird emancipated

From a wooden cage. She would

Flap her wings around a strange

 

Place. She would grasp the

Feather and let it sink into

The welcoming ink and let the

Words spill out on an otherwise

Blank page. Oh! The jolts of

The train were like droplets of

Water flicked hurriedly after a

 

Nightmare. She was in a rocking

Carriage with people carrying

The burdens of their own stories after all.

She never batted her eyelashes

At another. Her concentration

Was pinpointed on the leather

Of the ledger she had managed

 

To gather. Her dexterous fingers

Groped the skin of the new diary

And her heart beat faster by

Imagining what would go in it

And which magazines her work would

Travel to. She was the witch and

This diary was her wand. She

Would cast enchanting spells

And thrive from it all.

 

For once, she heaved and a

Bizarre fear settled in the pit

Of her stomach. She knitted

Her brows deep in worry and

Anxiety for the thought of

Starting over. But the word

‘Valiance’ quivered in her mind like

Trees from an arrogant wind

Before a storm and she felt

Bolstered again. Because, she

 

Knew that no matter how harsh

The wind howls at the tress, they

Quiver but they never crumble and fall.

“Ma, I put lipstick on and I feel so pretty!”. 

Grip the brush with the tightness
that a  warrior exhibits while holding a sword.
Dip it in a powdery box much like a king
does after a war. Except his fingers
caress the crimson Tilak and gently
graze his forehead. You are no less than
a king or a queen, for that matter. Spread
the colored powder across your skin,
with the delicateness of your mother
who watches with fascination as her
fifteen-year-old daughter lives out
her dream to look more beautiful
than she already is in her dressing
room. Now, smudge all the sprouting
blemishes that might have bloomed on
your skin, it will cover not only spots but
also your imperfections. Apply
lipstick now. Brush the tip across
your dry lips with the artistry of
an artist who has ample experience to
recreate Mona Lisa in his basement.
You are ready to face the world.
You wear a mask on the outside and
conceal yourself from within.

A lengthier poem, this one.

I have so much on my plate right now and this is why I come bearing some of the contents that are on my plate.

I have devoted myself to the empowerment of teenage girls. This is why I am going around interviewing young girls around India (virtually, of course) to document their life-changing experiences and interesting discoveries.

Check out the Facebook page and hit like-  Teen JWB

For any writing assignments, comment below or just email me-avantikainghal216@yahoo.in

 

 

 

 

 

 

What does it feel like to move on?

It feels like exactly how
it sounds. You move
three steps ahead of
a force that was once holding
you back. You break
away from shackles that
were rooted around
your wrists and ankles.
You had fallen down
and now you have gotten
up-stronger and with
much more vigor. Your
mind can conjure images
of a healthy future. And
you can actually smile
without feeling the torture.
You can look
back now, it’s safe,
because what you will
see won’t be a mistake.
It will be a lesson of a
lifetime. And you will
remember his face
without fear or tear
streaks. You are not
reading these lines. You
are reading between
them because you know
exactly how it feels to
have moved on.
Yes, you have conquered
the art of moving on
and looking back with
courage and not scorn.

I am talking to you. Yes, YOU. The beautiful woman who fell head over heels over someone who does not give a damn. I want to help you move on. (I rhymed here too. Give me a cookie). If you are feeling down for any reason (related to boys), feel reassured after reading this poem because you can do so much better.

Personally, I never moved on because I have never fallen in love, (But does falling for Nutella count?). And, this was only my imitation of a sanguine woman who feels that she is strong enough to forget.

Thanks.
Good night.
I love you all.
Stay blessed.