Nature vs Nature, by Paritosh Chandra Dugar

The waters began to shiver and shrink leaving the banks in bewilderment. The green dwellers had no choice except embracing a slow death. A perennial autumn reigned. The winds began to wrangle publicly as if carried away by some nasty rumour. Mysteriously the green guards were stripped to their bottoms. One by one, they had to bow down and lie prostrate on the ground in humiliation. The unguarded heights were shamelessly denuded. Where could they hide? The sky began to cry. The earth heaved heavily. There appeared on mountain tops two behemoths. One was Money; the other, Power.