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Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Ratel- The Unsung Honey Badger


Little is known about this extremely interesting creature, to the fact that nine out of ten Wild Life Conservators have never heard of it. I came to know about this animal during my quest for the Pangolin, in the jungle of Abu, from a Bhil tribal who, having only a vague idea, had mentioned having seen at night what he called Kabar Biju- A Grave Digger, reputed to exhume corpses of children buried in shallow graves and eat the remains.

At this time, one night my hen house was raided by a nocturnal animal. Only the stability of the pen saved my birds from slaughter. Now I decided to trap the animal. The hen house had two compartments partitioned by sturdy wire meshing. The next evening I shifted the birds to one section and left ajar the door of the other. Around early morning the animal once again struck and tried to get to the birds through the mesh. It was bedlam as the birds shrieked while the animal undauntedly attacked the meshing. I reached well in time to latch the door with the creature safely inside. At daybreak after letting the hens out from the other side I had a peek at the interloper. It was really a mini bear sporting a black and silvery fur coat that accorded me a defiant look. He seemed clearly a persistent poultry predator. Bewildered, I let the animal alone but later sought the help of the book "Jungle in Sunlight and Shadow". According to the author, F.W. Champion, the intriguing animal was a Ratel, referred to as a Biju by the tribals and described ecstatically by him at length, as the 'Hero of the Jungle'.

The India Ratel, many a time called the Honey Badger is very much at home in the Indian plains but being evasive, is rarely seen or noticed and is by no means uncommon. Ratels are more like small bears in gait and appearance with peculiar coloring of silver grey & black, stirring out of their burrows mostly at night and are omnivorous, eating rodents, birds,insects, honey and almost every thing that is edible. For Honey, the Badger has a connection with a little brown bird who with its vigorous chirping and fluttering from bush to bush leads the floundering animal to a hive of wild bees. On reaching the hive, the Badger rushes in and protected by fur coat against the furious bees, makes an excellent meal of the luscious honey. The Honey Guide's share of the feast consists of grubs that are scattered all around during the gluttonous onslaught. This is indeed a marvelous compatibility of the bird and the beast for mutual benefit.

Now my curiosity more than sated, I released the magnificent specimen from captivity.

Friday, January 14, 2011

The Real Hero of India - Vivekananda

LOHRI and Makar Sankranti


The festival hearkens as the cold peaks.

Popular conventional belief marks Makar Sankranti
as the time when the winter cold begins to lose its bite

A popular Punjabi saying goes
"Magh tilo til wadhe, tan Phaggan goda kadde"

From the month of Magh (marked by Makar sankranti on
14th January every year (This year on 15th)), the days begin
to lengthen in the measure of a til (sesame seed), while
by the time the next month (Phagun) arrives mid february,
the days begin to acquire lengthening by the measure of a knee length.

Its a Punjabi rhetoric way of putting things.
Don't bother yourself over trying to make sense of it
We Punjabis are like that only :p

Lohri is the festival, dedicated to the Fire God Agni,
that precedes this Month of Magh by a day and generally
is taken to fall on 13th January every year (this year too).

Festivals all over the world, also serve to mark the passage of time
and seasons, in addition to the celebration of Life in all its colours.

Lohri has the theme of providing succour and bringing joy and cheer
in winter, to offset the proverbial discontent that sets in places that
experience it in extreme.

Whether myths are based in facts or an attempt to preserve sanity,
Lohri also has a romantic angle to it aka Robin Hoodesque of its
main character Dhulla Bhatti, a notorious dacoit,
who had the proverbial
heart of gold that beat
for the downtrodden and the weak.


Having rescued girls from the clutches of zamindars
and other "Nobles"

He adopted them as his daughters and found suitable grooms
for them all
when non would have them as they considered them
as sullied by lusts
of the rich.

Impromptu were the celebrations and the marriage
that was conducted
even as no priest would conduct the ceremony,
Dhulla Bhatti played the role
of priest and married off the girls
himself to suitable grooms.


The song that emerged from this impromptu celebration
is now sung
all over Punjab when the young men go from house
to house to collect
donations for lighting the bonfire and
distributing sweets made of sesame
seeds and jaggery
(revdi, gachak) etc, while singing Dhulla Bhatti's song.


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The celebrations acquire much more intensiy and gusto
if there has been
a marriage celebration in the house
within the preceding year.


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Here's the song that is sung

http://www.4to40.com/images/egreetings/Lohri/Lohri_Songs-Lohri-194_big.gif

I wish all Yahoogroup members the very best in their Life for 2011.
May the fires of Lohri burn away your flaws and
illuminate your Life

with the Blessings of the Divine Goodness


Monday, January 10, 2011

The DEADLY MALAISE- Poverty becomes History


Poverty, the dreaded scourge sadly endured by Humans, mankind has miserably failed to eradicate. Over 20 millenniums, civilizations have flourished, romances blossomed and ended mostly tragically, kingdoms overthrown, technology has triumphed but Alas! Nature, Godmen and human beings can hardly account for doing away with stark poverty for good.

So, having Reverence for Life and being a champion of Humanness in Humans and with the desire to do my bit to ease the curse of Poverty, humbly I have launched the voluntary activity of feeding the poor children in Mount Abu. With no dearth of a multitude of beggars passing by my gate every day, I have chosen the mangy urchins, progeny of rag pickers camping all over, for succor. Every morning, a group of starving disheveled kids vociferously gather at the gate and my daughter-in-law, Anisha, herself a mother of two handsome boys, smilingly doles out a sustenance pertaining to our resources, to each child and not hesitating to discipline and humor the miscreants with tips to be more presentable the next morning. Believe me, the pursuit has worked wonders.

And finally, it is our sacred duty to stretch out our hands and say " In spite of what separates us and what we have in common is Humanity", and thus the least we can do for the needy and hungry is to Bless, Love and Protect them.