A typical Utopia would be a perfect world. One can say that every detail of this world is in harmony; this means that any form of conflict does not exist. Perhaps, when you look around, you’ll see everything in place and in its seamless state. One can confidently say that the surrounding is impeccably lovely. Trees, shrubs, and flowers act as boundaries between houses within a village. The streets are clean; no single rubbish is left behind, and the fallen leaves from the trees along the streets are piled up in one corner. Trash bins are also scattered in the community; not one, but three enough for proper segregation. With this in mind, it is clearly implied that the word “pollution” does not exist. The water, even straight from the river,