I am a cockroach. I ask why forests are disappearing, why rivers are dying, why children breathe poison air. If asking questions is “attacking the system,” then so be it. 

I am a cockroach. I worry about floods, heatwaves, polluted water, and collapsing coastlines. Apparently, survival itself is now anti-development.

“Cockroaches.” “Green lobby.” Funny how ordinary citizens become pests the moment they ask powerful people difficult questions. 

I am a cockroach. Parent. Farmer. Fisherwoman. Villager. Citizen. I refuse to apologise for defending life, air, water, forests, and the future of my children.

If protecting mangroves, rivers, forests, and clean air makes us cockroaches, then India is full of proud cockroaches.

Dear India: today the “cockroaches” are environmentalists, RTI activists, journalists, and unemployed youth. Tomorrow it could be anyone who asks questions.

Cockroaches survive everything. Maybe that’s why citizens defending the Constitution are being compared to them.

I am a cockroach because I believe development should not poison rivers, erase forests, destroy coasts, and displace communities. #EcologyIsNotObstruction

The powerful call it a “green lobby.” We call it parents trying to protect the air their children breathe.

Strange times: those destroying ecosystems are called developers. Those defending them are called cockroaches.

I am a cockroach. I file RTIs. I question environmental clearances. I speak about climate collapse. Democracy was supposed to protect this right.

If asking for clean air, safe water, and a livable future makes me a cockroach, I wear the insult with pride.

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