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Friday, October 23, 2009

Birds of Mount Abu Phase V

Crested Bunting Male
Crested Bunting




Black Drongo



Black Drongo


Drongo in flight

Koel Female


Koel

Flycatcher Tickles

Front view Crested Bunting

Hoopoe

Koel Male

Oh Lonesome Me

Woolly-necked  Stock

Pied Cuckoo

Pied Cuckoo

Pied Kingfisher


Pond Heron

Pond Heron

Wow is that Me

Crested Serpent Eagle 

Crested Serpent Eagle 
Crested Serpent Eagle 

Shrike

Shrike

Snipe ?

Sunbird Female



Woolly necked Stock

On my Way

Yellow Wagtail



Sunday, October 18, 2009

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








Tuesday, October 06, 2009

Thol Lake Bird Sanctuary, Gujarat [5 September 2009]

Thol Lake – A Sanctuary for Birds, and for the Soul


"The Thol Lake, in Gujarat a birders paradise."
The Thol Lake

Lake almost full

Safe and sound


Water skiing at Thol Lake

Weaver birds


Blue-tailed Green Beater

Listen to my song

I’m all Ears

Cattle egret

Sigh, where are my mates 

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?


When a friend first suggested a visit to Thol Bird Sanctuary in December, just 30–35 km from Ahmedabad, I declined. I was unfamiliar with the location at the time and missed the prime season, when the migratory birds arrive, transforming the lake.

Life, however, had its own timing. In early September, I was in Ahmedabad on my doctor’s advice, undergoing medical tests at Samved Hospital, including a CT angiography. Those days felt heavy, shadowed by doubt. The relief I felt when the doctor told me, “You’re good for another five years—just don’t slip back into a reckless lifestyle,” is hard to put into words. It felt like a reprieve, a chance to reset.

So, on August 5th, I set out for Thol Lake determined not to miss this opportunity. After paying the modest entry fee, we stepped into a landscape both serene and alive—broad waters ringed with high embankments, wetlands stitched with green, and scrub forests on the edges. Birds were everywhere: herons poised in the shallows, ducks drifting in formation, egrets lifting in sudden flurries, and storks circling overhead.

What struck me most was the silence. The area was all ours, except for some youths near the water. The quiet, broken only by bird sounds, named the sanctuary—a haven for birds and anyone wanting peace. Standing at the water’s edge, I felt the weight of the past weeks lift. The birds mirrored life’s march onward and ignored human worries.

This year, I look forward to returning when the great migrations arrive, when Thol becomes one of Gujarat’s hidden wonders for birdwatchers.


sign boards

Bird posters

Focus on the Gujarati bird name

Thol Lake
And to end on a lighter note—if you know Gujarati, the bird names in the official brochure will make you laugh out loud. My companions read them on the drive back to Ahmedabad, turning a meaningful day into a joyful memory.

Monday, October 05, 2009

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




Sunday, August 23, 2009

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?