Recently I went to Thor… “What is that” you ask… Well it’s a bird sanctuary some 25 odd kilometers away from Ahmedabad (now don’t ask what this is… else we will be playing this game endlessly…) So, now you ask what was so different since I did this (visited Thor) in August last year too… well this year I went with a friend fully armed with two things… Firstly I had with me a Nikon D40 and secondly (hold your breath) 50~300mm lens with Macro (now gasp…) both of these courtesy of my friend… my
close best friend since he bought the spanking new Nikon D40… (Who says I was taught nothing at the Stalin school of business management…)
This trip was good for me because of several reasons, one of them being able to pursue a pure interest without having to worry about the aftermath… Ornithology… an interest which is practiced by our sex (the ‘man’kind) throughout their life… After I shared the photographs a friend actually pointed out that she never thought that “…this was not the kind of bird watching you kept mentioning (in your blog)…” I almost never realized that I have never once mentioned ornithology in its true light… 😦 The article where ‘Ornithology’ previously appeared was in the post titled “of perseverance…”
This was the day that so many things happened…
I fell in love with ‘pinky’ – (a curious bird, the real kind complete with wings and all, with a deadly combination of pink, black and white)
Came close to encounters of the third kind – at one point while shooting the friend abruptly stops and says, “…lay down on the grass…” I don’t know how to react because I am shocked… I mustered up my courage and said “No way…”he retorts “Dumbo, you are missing the shot… the pelican is flying away…" I have never been more relieved… of course, I thanked God, who would not in this kind of situation?
I saw a ‘helicopter’ using streax (hair color advertised by the oh so… Malaika Arora Khan)
I found one more reason to love India. I am not talking about the smart-ass reasons that we give to the phoren junta (foreigners) like…
Q. What does that red dot on women’s forehead mean?
A. Well, in ancient times, Indian men used to practice archery skills by target practicing by aiming at their wife’s red dot. In fact, that is one of the reasons why they had many wives. You see, once they mastered the art of archery and hit the target…
Q. You’re from India? I have read so much about the country. All the wonderful places, the forests, the snake charmers, the elephants… Do you still use elephants for transportation?
A. Absolutely. In fact we used to have our own elephant in our house. But later, we started participating in elephant-ride sharing schemes with our neighbors, to save the air. You see elephants have an "emissions" problem…
The real India is beautiful and I am talking about all of it not just the natural resources but even the children we saw taking care of their bowel problems at the side of the road…
Ok so where do we go now knowing that there is a polished photographer/writer in me…It’s not a conscious thing mind you. I’m not trying to develop one of those stylish quirks (the kind where you are the actor/director/singer) that will probably pop up, years hence, in a Bournvita Quiz or something.
“Who was the Shell Wildlife Photographer for the year 2008 who also maintained series of blogs with huge fan following…”
“Ankit… Day… Dey… desh… Des…ah screw it… Sikander Sharma!”