"Hariyal" says Hello

Hariyal or Yellow-footed Green Pigeon

    Hello there. Have you seen me before here? Let me introduce myself. I am 'हरियल' also known as Yellow-footed Green Pigeon. I think my English name is unimaginative; probably the person who named me so thinks it is colourful!

Tree dwelling is the best

    I am a tree dwelling cousin of the common Rock Pigeon. You may have spotted me in the peepal tree near your home. The peepal tree is a favored neighborhood; the branches perfect for  perching and nest, it's leaves give shade and privacy and fruits are our daily diet. Our entire clan can live in a peepal tree, unseen by predators and troublemakers, the canopy providing a perfect camouflage.

Hariyal family tree

    You are familiar with the rock pigeon, who is an ardent fan of the cities and all kinds of human construction. It leaves no building structure or a shady nook unexplored. Till a century or two back, this pigeon was essential for message delivery system of humans. The age old livelihood and traditions of the rock pigeon is displaced by the  cables, wires and transmission towers. The rock pigeons of the world are trying to fight back.

Rock pigeon admiring human creations

    They are protesting by mass gatherings near cables and wires hanging in the city. Sometimes the pigeons use force and try to weigh the wires down by shear large numbers. The wires and cables are not relenting or retaliating; the towers may shock the pigeons sometimes but that is about all. Every popular space of humans, has it's own protesting pigeon gang. The gangs graffiti these spaces with feathers and big stinky splotches and voice loud "go- go-goo" slogans.

Rock pigeon gang & Raging red eyed pigeon

    Usually, the humans don't pay them much attention; but some fools try to feed the pigeon gang. Do the humans not see the rage- red eyes of the rock pigeons?

    Enough about the raging rock pigeon now! This post is about me - the blue eyed darling of pigeon species. Poets have penned odes praising our blue eyes. Yes, my kind is special. So is our call, a sweet whistling one, just like that of  naughty little child.

Grab on to the tree branch

    Keep an ear out for our whistles near fruit laden trees. Our flock eats all kind of berries and ficus fruits. Trekking through the branches is easy because of our big strong yellow feet. These feet help in grabbing the branches  and holding on to them during windy, stormy weather. Strong wide feet are good for everyone; they take one far and wide. We cannot comprehend the trend of thin narrow feet and pencil thin heels.

Hariyal loves berries

    My species is spread all over the Indian subcontinent. You need not go towards sanctuaries and forests to search for me. I can be found with my flock in the local gardens or any tree lined avenue amidst tree foliage. Bothering humans by dirtying their buildings, cars, clothes etc is the agenda of rock pigeon, not ours. If you wish to befriend the Hariyal flock, plant some indigenous trees in your neighborhood. And if your neighborhood is green with lots of trees, then my kind will probably be the in the nearby tree. Just use the binoculars to locate our bright yellow feet, or the pale pink shoulder patch; or if you are lucky enough then the gorgeous blue eyes, watching you from behind the green leaves.

Our shy neighbor - Hariyal

Friendship beyond Barriers

"God loved the birds and invented trees.  Man loved the birds and invented cages."  ~Jacques Deval

A neighbour has two bird cages - one for budgerigars and one for rose ringed parakeet. The cages are placed in their balcony, around early morning and evening hours. These caged birds or rather their feed attracts pigeons, mynas and sparrows to the neighbor's balcony.

In a way, the caged birds enjoy the  company of others from Avian world during their stay in the balcony. All birds are at their chirpiest behaviour at these times, probably enjoying the refreshing open air and view of the blue sky, which is near yet so far.  
One November morning a pair of wild rose ringed parakeets visited the balcony. They were perhaps summoned by the plaintive cries of the caged parakeet, who longed to be free like its wild friends. What followed was a surreptitious interaction between caged and free birds; they exchanged food and probably news updates.  

The budgerigars were the perfect conspirators who kept a watch on the human activities inside the house and gave alarm calls to parakeets if anyone approached the balcony door. The wild parakeets would leave at the slightest hint of human presence, to return later when all was clear. 
The caged parakeet would become restless after its friend left, shunning the food it's jailers offered, pacing within cage frantically. These interactions between the wild & caged world continued for few days till the winter chill forced our neighbour to keep the birds inside house for over a month.

Caged Juvenile Plum-headed Parakeet
rescued and set free from a project site

The peak winter chill is over and caged birds are back in balcony to enjoy the warm winter sunlight . The caged rose ringed parakeet however is missing in action, and so are its visitors. Perhaps the bird was sent away, or perhaps it died of a broken heart; unable to join its friends in the free world.

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Birding around Mukteshwar

Mukteshwar is a quite hill township in Kumaon region of Uttarakhand. The small town is perhaps better known for the man-eating tigress that terrorized people in the neighboring villages in late 1920s and was killed by Jim Corbett in 1929.

    No tiger, spotted near Mukteshwar in recent years, however leopards are seen occasionally  around IVRI forest reserve near the town. Jackals, mountain goats and various species of birds can be spotted around fruit orchards and forests of the area.

Black and Orange flycatcher

The area is now a popular tourist destination in summer, known for the panoramic views of the Nandadevi and Trishul mountain range of the Himalayas. This part of Uttarakhand is also famous for fruit orchards of plums, apricots, apples, peaches and sweet lime. Known as the "fruit basket", Mukteshwar orchards send supplies all over India. Frequent visits to Mukteshwar for work in the last 1-2 years, have given me a chance  to photograph the beautiful species of birds of the Himalayan ecosystem. Sharing pictures of a few of them that I could capture this spring season.

Barn Swallow - It makes a new mud nest in the project site office every year.

Black Throated Tit - A tiny bird, hunts for insects in bark of apple and plum trees on site.

My camera card always ended up having more pictures of the scenic views, village life and birds than the project site. Once, while going through site photographs in an office meeting, the images of a local home with cattle pen popped into the slideshow. Our structural engineer asked bemusedly, "What is this?" My boss immediately quipped,"Contractor and his site team", and everyone burst out laughing.

This bird is part of Quality Check Team. Can be seen checking steel reinforcements here :)

Grey headed Canary Flycatcher

Black Lored Tit looks more like a stylish bulbul but can be easily distinguished by black streak across lores

Hoping to capture images of other birds when I visit Mukteshwar next. More feathered friends coming soon.   :D

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Winter Session of the "Parliament"

The 2010 winter session of Indian parliament was a no show. No new policies or laws were passed, as the opposition parties wanted investigations into the 2G scam by a JPC. Walkouts, protests and disruptions were highlights in the drama of the Indian legislative assembly.

No, this blog hasn't deviated from avian life to humans and their politics. While our elected representatives were not doing their assigned jobs, other parliaments were in session in avian world; that of the owls. A collective of owls, also known as a parliament, is most active during the winters, which is their breeding season. The usually silent predators are more vocal; with mates calling out to each other and young ones demanding food from their parents.

Owl, a nocturnal bird, is often associated with misfortunes, black magic, evil, and conversely with intelligence by humans. Owl is also known as the vehicle of goddess Lakshmi in the Indian mythology. Fear of the dark and unknown, prominent at night, and deep rooted in the human psyche, has perhaps resulted in such conceptions.

Is this the reason why the same term has been coined for a collective of owls and that of politicians? :)

The call of the owl can sound very eerie in the dark, misty winter nights. The first time I heard an owl near my home, it sounded like someone was snoring loudly. Most residents of our housing society were annoyed by the continuous calls, which would start in the evenings and stop just before sunrise. Since no one could see the source of the sound, many theories were put forward to explain these winter happening. Some said it was bats hunting at night. Others proposed that it was probably a kite perched on high rise, protesting its discomfort in the cold weather. Mystery was unraveled one evening when someone standing in the 9^th floor balcony saw the owls flying around. 

Blurred photo of Barn Owl on our AC

The birds residing near our building were the barn owls, which are widespread residents in the Indian subcontinent. They can be found near human habitation and cultivated areas. They are very effective in controlling pests like mice. They also prey upon small birds, rats and insects.

One night a barn owl landed on our bedroom AC, where a pigeon family had made a nest. The owl sought a wholesome meal of freshly laid pigeon eggs. No sound came from the owl, but the pigeons made a lot of noise, which awoke me and my sister. We could see the owl from our balcony, as it waited patiently for the pigeons to leave their nest. Tried to click a photograph, however absence of a stand and darkness came in way of a good picture. Next morning, there was no sign of the pigeon nest abut remains of the owls meal were strewn on the window ledge below.

Another type, the Spotted Owlet is resident in my mother's school building. This bird breaks its nocturnal habit during winters. The spotted owlets are heard chattering or seen enjoying the warm winter sunlight.

Other birds like parrots, crows and babblers never leave them in peace, protesting owls foray into their daytime regime. The owlet pays them very little attention, but relents after sometime, retiring into some gap in wall or a hole in a tree trunk.

Oh no! Its the papparazzi again !

Searching for an escape route

One afternoon, when I reached the school to pick up my mother, the owlet was perched on a security spotlight on the school building. The shy bird left as soon as it realized it was the centre of focus of my camera.

Hopefully, these "members of parliament", i.e. the barn owl and the spotted owlet, will reappear soon for more photo sessions.