Mount Abu St.Mary's School Sports Day

St.Mary's School  Sports Day Mount Abu

St.Mary’s School Mount Abu

Sports Day School

The First Lady Principal Ms Mary Joseph

Brother Christopher Chief Guest

Closing Ceremony Speech Principal

At Ease

Cock House Shield

The Champ

Congratulations

The Winners Shield 2009

WHAT DID YOU SAY?

The Cock House St.Patrick’s  SIR!

This year the batch of 1969 was to convene at their Alma Mater, I’m from that infamous batch, we did muster a few of our batch mates via email and mobile to try and make it to the venue but it just fizzled out.

FORTY years man that’s a long time ago I’m sure if we blocks did manage to come together at school we would not have recognized one another. I’m sure if we all looked in the mirror we would probably see a beer belly, bald head, big red nose, varicose veins, and a complexion like leather, anyway let’s look on the brighter side……

At least our eyesight is OK!!  So mates for all you guys who did not make it up the hill I’ve taken the time out to put you in touch with what you have missed out this year by not making it to the venue. Click on the various links to feast your eyes and take a trip down memory lane. The Sports Day was a hit, it was well organised. 

Click on the links at the bottom to view some videos:-

St.Mary's School Mount Abu Sports Day12/10/09

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cWrXAHnl_7E

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bmSlhaIMiiM

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aa5nkpYLROI

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uanx0zG46JI

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RioOLXw0mUU

Thol Lake Bird Sanctuary Gujarat.

Awe-inspiring Bird Sanctuary “THOL LAKE” Gujarat

The Thol Lake

Lake almost full

Safe and sound

Water skiing Thol Lake

Weaver birds

Blue-tailed Green Beater

Listen to my song

I’m all Ears

Cattle egret

Sigh where my mates are

Great egret

Searching

Soft landing

I am not a sparrow what am I?

Little Cormorant

Cooling off

Long-tailed shrike

River tern

Ready for the plunge

Where are you guys?

A buddy proposed a visit to the Thol Bird Sanctuary in Ahmedabad in December, which is only 30 to 35 km away. I refused the offer since I was unfamiliar with the location, missing out on a good chance during the peak season for migratory birds showing a wide range of hues.

Following the advice of my family doctor, I spent the first week of September in Ahmedabad. I received extensive medical tests at Samved Hospital, including a CT Angiography. Fortunately, all of my tests came back normal, and after a thorough examination, my doctor informed me, "You're good for another 5 years, but avoid reverting to a reckless lifestyle." It was a significant respite for someone who had previously felt doomed.

We made the journey on August 5th, determined not to miss the opportunity to investigate the bird sanctuary this time. We arrived at the lake after paying the admittance charge, where we encountered a plethora of birds among the lush and quiet surroundings. I saw only a few young people enjoying the water's edge. Tiny wetlands and scrub woods surrounded the large lake on high embankments, making it a suitable home for a variety of bird species.

This year, I'm looking forward to witnessing the migration of birds to The Thol Bird Sanctuary, a somewhat obscure site.

sign boards

Bird posters

Focus on the Gujarati bird name

Thol Lake

For those who understand the Gujarati Language the name of the birds is a scream. It made my day when my companions read the name of the bird from the brochure on our way back to Ahmedabad.

12 Days to Diwali Mount Abu

12 Days to Diwali

Last night, the full moon played a captivating game of hide-and-seek over the Abode of the Gods. As heavy, brooding clouds drifted across Mount Abu’s skyline, hope flickered in the hearts of the Abuites. We braced ourselves for a torrent, expecting the rain gods to shower us with blessings. But alas, they withheld their grace. Today, hope lingers in the air. The sky remains pregnant with possibility, and perhaps by nightfall, the heavens will open up and quench the land.

Meanwhile, Mount Abu’s roads are in absolute disarray. Meanwhile, the streets of Mount Abu resemble craters as contractors rush to lay fresh water and sewage lines, possibly influenced by the full moon. Each year, thousands of tourists flock to Abu for Diwali, and with hotel rooms already booked, this year promises to be no exception. However, if they drive on these mangled roads, they may wonder if they’ve landed on the moon instead of the picturesque hill station they imagined.

The contractors have taken on more work than they can handle this time. Getting the roads into any semblance of order before Diwali feels like a task that only a miracle could accomplish. So, dear tourists, if you brave the journey up the Hill, bear with us! Spare a thought for the locals, who are grappling with more than just broken roads. Poor sanitation, inconsistent garbage collection, and a neglected infrastructure have become part and parcel of life here. It’s the Indian way—‘live and let live,’ as they say. We’ve learned to adapt, surviving power cuts that last for hours and receiving water every second or third day. Life rolls on, regardless.

But despite it all, there’s an undeniable charm in the air. So, let’s gear up for the season and make the best of it, as we always have. To our esteemed guests who will soon ascend the Hill: “A Very Happy Diwali and a Stress-Free New Year!” Let’s celebrate, rain or shine—because in Abu, that’s how we do it. 

HAPPY Diwali!

Ains

Full Moon cloaked with dark clouds

Moon playing peek-a-boo

CATS BEHAVIOUR EXTRAORDINARY MT.ABU

Big Kali Offspring of Mao

Makeshift kittens grave
From the day my bitter half brought Mao into this house cats have become a part and parcel of my life. Today Mao is a Great, Great- grandmother to over a dozen and a half kittens. Big Kali one of Mao’s off spring the other day astounded all of us by going out of her way to bury one of her kittens that had died during the night. Unfortunately I wasn’t there to witness this extraordinary behaviour of this cat. The folks at home who witnessed this strange behaviour of Kali were just too stunned.
I’ve known of cats eating their young ones at the time of birth. Cats seem to sense which of their young ones want make in this eat dog eat world of ours, hence they do away with these weak or unfit offspring as a matter of natural selection for the survival of the others..
The kitten died during the night probably because it was too feeble and could not compete with the other two for the mother’s milk. In the morning when Kali did not turn up for her meal the servant went to her box to find out why she had not turned up, it was then she discovered the dead kitten. She then went in to report the mishap to Liz.
When the servant went to get rid of the dead kitten she was surprised to see Kali carrying off the dead kitten and heading for the bushes in the compound. She followed the cat at a distance and was surprised to see the cat digging away at the soft earth near our lime tree. She ran back to tell everyone in the house. The folks watched as Kali made a sizeable hole and to their surprise and astonishment she placed the dead kitten in it and then proceeded to cover it up with the mud she had dug out, she then placed some broken pieces of wood over the makeshift grave probably to camouflage it from other predators.
Never have I heard or witnessed this kind of behaviour from any one regarding cats burying their dead. Have You?

INDEPENDENCE DAY Gate way of Mount Abu Bursting

Mount Abu straining with the influx of thousands of tourists.

JANMASHTAMI, as predicted, saw thousands of tourists thronging the streets of Mount Abu. The steady stream of traffic from early morning till late into the night posed a herculean task for the medical team and the staff at the Toll barrier. A very large percentage of those who made their way into our home town had never heard of the expression Swine flu.
I shot the Video above on the 15th of August 2009. I was on my way to the Leopard’s Lair Resort Bera, to meet my old friend and companion Thakur Devi Singh. I really wonder how long each tourist had to wait before he saw the pearly gates of this paradise of ours.

On my return today, from hearsay I gathered that hundreds of tourists had to return for lack of accommodation. I believe that Abu Road at the base of the hill landed with this unexpected windfall of tourists.
Today there was a mass exodus of these gracious guests of ours some with happy memories others well, not so happy ones of this unique hill station Mount Abu the hill covered in GREEN, its monsoon cloak.

Traffic on Independent Day

Plummy on a misty hillside

 cloaked in green