"Pheroze, why the long face?" Lady Flora asked her friend as soon as they met at their usual spot for midnight walks. He had not looked this glum since he was ignored for the Best Kept Statue award sometime back.

"I wonder what is up with my former bosses. I am increasingly getting the impression that they aren't really interested in the welfare of this city's environment. See, now June 5 is celebrated the world over as Environment Day but there is not much greenery in this city to show off," he bemoaned, clearly not ready to let go of his sulk. "Hmmm….I see your point, Pheroze. The days of yore, when the city was all about its swaying palms, robust tamarind and banyan trees, and lush mangroves, seem like a thing of the past, no? Recently, I was able to catch on to a bit of chatter between these two visitors near my pedestal. They were sighing about the threat that the Aarey Colony is under due to some mega construction work, and …" Even before she could complete her sentence, Sir PM interrupted her, "Lady, if I might add, this isn't just another project but our biggest headache of late — the Metro."