Tuesday, January 08, 2008
My blog "janwar aur insan" literally means " animals versus Man" .. THe issue is close to my heart. Hope to meet up with other naturelovers on it.
Feb 12, 2008
It is a very sesible idea that no matter our busyness of schedules or whatever, nature is worth givign a try .
I am interested in visiting Jim Corbett park this March.I wonder whether it Is absolutely necessary to have your own transport there as we are thinking of catching a train from delhi.
During our recent trip to Dudhwa National park,, we were about to make the same mistake for the sake of finances but Sweet Candidae (ie my husband) suggested that we go by taxi and to our surprise it turned out to be a wise decision as we would have been at sea without our own transport.
It took a steady 10 hours from Delhi but was the effort woth it!!!!!
Oh boy! I was reminded of SD Burman's "Prem ke pujari hum hain ras ke bhikahari" song.
The place actually gave you the raw jungle feel as its management hasnt entirely given itself to making it convenient for tourists. It was so quiet out there that we could actually hear leaves (or was it dew drops ?) falling as evening neared.
The roads to the heartland were unlighted making it actually scary to pass by car at night. During our stay therei n DEc. 07, the park was visited by a herd of wild elephants and it was fascinating to see their basketball sized footprints here and there.
From: "Arvind Katoch" <firstname.lastname@example.org>
Hi nice blog, you write well and you have also chosen a very thoughtful topic. Hope to see more posts from you in future.
Posted at 13:28 by roopanin
Saturday, February 23, 2008
JAck Nicholson will remain unforgettable in THE SHINING
I happened to catch hold of a DVD tath even showed its making.
Well, one thing is for sure. THese are extremely intelligent actors and directors out there.
In the last scenes when Danny , Jack ' s son runs towards the labryinth, the director said that by the time they had come to shoot the end the natural snow at the ONLOOKER hotel had melted and so they had to use tonnes of styrofoam and spray it all over the place by helicopter to cover the entire area in feet deep of snow.
He adds that if it were a few years later than that time maybe he would have had to face lawsuits from angry residents as styrofoam is unbiodegradable.
From Roopa Taurence
Posted at 12:33 by roopanin
Monday, February 25, 2008
FOLKLORES OF THE SUNDERBANS
THE LEGEND OF SHAH JONGOLI AND BON BIBI
Here is a story you might have heard. It comes from a region that is very close to Kolkata, the vast mangrove forest known as the Sundarbans – a wilderness which extended to the very threshold of the city.
Of the four million people who live in the Indian part of the Sundarbans today, the majority are Dalit and many are Muslim. Everywhere in this region a figureknown as Bon Bibi – 'the Lady of the Forest' - is held in veneration, and as with many deities in India, her worship centres around the recitation of a verse narrative.
But the first of the many surprises of the legend of Bon Bibi is that it begins neither in the Himalayas nor on the banks of the Ganges, but in the Arabian city of Medina, one of the holiest places in Islam.
In this city, the legend goes, there lived a pious Muslim, a childless Sufi faqir called Ibrahim. Through the intercession of the Archangel Gabriel, Ibrahim came finally to be blessed with twin children, Bon Bibi and her brother, Shah Jongoli.
On coming of age, the twins were told by the Archangel Gabriel that they had been chosen for a divine mission:they were to travel from Arabia to 'the country of eighteen tides' – athhero bhatir desh - in order to make it fit for human habitation.
Thus charged, Bon Bibi and Shah Jongoli journeyed to the mangrove forest dressed in the simple robes of Sufi mendicants.
The jungles of 'the country of eighteen tides' were then the realm of Dokkhin Rai, a powerful demon king, who held sway over every being that lived in the forest – every animal as well as every ghoul, ghost and malevolent spirit. Towards mankind he harboured a hatred that was coupled with insatiable desires; he had a limitless craving for the pleasures of human flesh, and when overcome by desire he would take the form of a tiger in order to hunt human beings.
Powerful as he was, Dokkhin Rai proved to be no match for Bon Bibi and her brother,who quickly defeated the demonic hordes. Merciful in victory, Bon Bibi spared the demon's life but forbade him ever again to indulge his taste for human flesh. Following on her triumph, Bon Bibi surveyed the Sundarbans and declared a certain number of them to be open for human settlement. The rest she allotted to Dokkhin Rai, ordaining that these remain wilderness to be ruled over by the demon king.
Thus was order brought to the land of eighteen tides: by the creation of a balance between the wilderness ruled by the tiger demon, and the areas of human settlement, which were Bon Bibi's own domain.
But this equitable dispensation was soon to be disturbed by human greed. On the edges of the tide country there lived a man called Dhona who had put together a fleet of seven ships in the hope of making a fortune in the mangrove forest.
Just before setting sail, Dhona discovered that his crew was short of a man, and finding no one else at hand, he inveigled a boy into joining the fleet. This lad was known as Dukhey – 'sorrowful' – a name that was nothing if not apt, for he had long been cursed with misfortune: he had lost his father as a child and now lived in great poverty with his old and ailing mother. In parting
from her only son, the old woman gave him a word of advice: were he ever to find himself in trouble, he should remember to take the name of Bon Bibi; she was sure to come to his aid.
So the expedition set off and wound its way down the rivers of the tide country until at last it came to a promising island by the name of Kedokhali. But when Dhona and his men went into the forest strange things began to happen: they were given tantalizing glimpses of plump hives hanging from branches of mangrove, but every time they approached, the hives seemed to disappear only to reappear again at a distance.
That this was the work of Dokkhin Rai was revealed that night, when the demon showed himself to Dhona in a dream and proposed a pact in which they would each provide for the satisfaction of the others' desires.
The sight of the boy Dukhey had reawakened the demon's longing for human flesh; if Dhona would but surrender the boy, he could have wealth beyond imagining; the forest would yield as much as could be carried on his boats and more.
Seized by greed, Dhona agreed to the bargain and the demon was quick to keep his word. At his orders the bees themselves loaded Dhona's boats with a great cargo of wax and honey. When the vessels were full and could carry no more, Dhona summoned Dukhey and told him to go ashore to fetch some firewood.
Suspecting a ruse, Dukhey pleaded with his captain, but to no avail, for Dhona had chosen his course. Alone and disconsolate, the boy went into the forest to collect an armful of firewood. On his return he found his misgivings confirmed: the ships were gone. It was in that moment of abandonment, as he stood alone on the riverbank, that he caught a glimpse of an enormous body covered with shimmering stripes of black and gold. The animal was none other than Dokkhin Rai, in a tiger's guise.
The creature shook the earth with a roar and launched on its charge.
At the sight of that immense body and those vast jowls, flapping in the wind, like sails, mortal terror seized Dukhey's soul. Just before he fell to the ground unconscious, he recalled his mother's parting words, and called out: 'O mother of mercy, Bon Bibi, save me, come to my side.'
Bon Bibi was far away, but she crossed the waters the instant she heard the cry.Taking the boy's unconscious body into her lap she dealt a terrible chastisement to the demon, sending him fleeing back into the forest. Then, transporting Dukhey to her home,she nursed him back to health. When it was time for him to return, she sent him back to his mother on a gigantic crocodile that was loaded with a great treasure trove of wax and honey.
Thus was greed punished and balance restored, between the wilderness and the domain of human beings.
This story, almost unknown outside the Sundarbans, saturates the lived experience of those who inhabit the mangrove forest. Travelling theatre companies go from village to village, staging passion-like re-enactments of the legend; the verse narrative is recited every time the worship of Bon Bibi is celebrated.
Although these rituals are Hindu in form, they begin always with the Muslim invocation 'Bismillah'. Their prayer reads very much like the opening lines of the Koran: Bismillah boliya mukhey dhorino, Poida Korilo Jini Tamaam Aalam — In Allah's name I begin to pronounce the word, Creator of the Whole Universe..."
In a region where several hundred people are annually killed by predators, no local person will ever venture into the forest without invoking the protection of Bon Bibi. But Bon Bibi's indulgence is not easily granted, it must
be earned by the observance of certain rules that derive from the parables contained in the legend.
Take for instance the belief that the wild parts of the forest are the domain of
Dokkhin Rai: the corollary of this is the idea that to leave signs of human penetration is to invite retribution from the demon. So powerful is this prohibition that villagers will not urinate, defecate or spit while collecting honey or firewood. And let there be no doubt that the fear of the demon's wrath is far more effective than secular anti-littering laws - for in the order of preventive sanctions, a municipal fine can scarcely be counted the equal of the prospect of death by agency of storms and floods, tigers and crocodiles.
But this is merely an incidental injunction: the most important of the beliefs that relate to Bon Bibi have to do with the regulation of human need. Indeed the Bon Bibi legend is, at bottom, a parable about the destructiveness of human greed: its fundamental teaching is that in the relationship between the forest and the sown there can be no balance, except by placing limits on human need.
For Bon Bibi's devotees, the parables translate into a belief that the forest must never be entered except in circumstances of demonstrable need. In other words, to go into the forest while there is still food in the larder, is to invite one's own death.
The force of this prohibition is such as to extend backwards and forwards in time, so that of a man who has been killed it will often be said, 'there was a pot of rice still to be cooked in his house: he had no need to go when he did.'
And conversely a man who goes aforesting
in the full knowledge of having left food behind at home, will be dogged by the
guilty awareness of his transgression so that his steps will be slowed and his senses dulled, and in the event that an attack does indeed take place he will be all the more vulnerable
Van der Leeuw-lezing 2005
Wild Fictions: Narratives of Nature and the Politics of Forests.
by Amitav Ghosh
Posted at 16:05 by roopanin
Thursday, February 28, 2008
In north India , in Punjab and Haryana,landed people worship on the mazars and shrines of GOOGA Peer a saint who had tamed all snakes and slept on a bed whose ropes were made of live snakes.
There are Melas or wide gatherings held in his honour and people believe that by hIs blessings alone will they escape being bitten by a snake while working in the fields. THe melas on Googa naumi are held in the months of August or September in many different parts of these states .
Posted at 21:46 by roopanin
St. Francis of Asissi - The patron saint of Plants and Animals
Life of St. Francis of Assisi
St. Francis of Assisi, the patron saint of animals and ecology, was a Roman Catholic saint who took the gospel literally by following all Jesus said and did.
Pope John Paul II proclaimed St. Francis of Assisi the patron of ecology in 1979. The pope cited him for being "an example of genuine and deep respect for the integrity of creation....
"St. Francis," he added, "invited all creation—animals, plants, natural forces, even Brother Sun and Sister Moon— to give honor and praise to the Lord."
St. Francis of Assisi addressed creatures as "sisters" and "brothers," that is, as equals, not as subjects to be dominated.
His Canticle to Brother Sun is famous all over the world.
Most High, Omnipotent, Good Lord,
Thine be the praises, the glory, and the honor and every blessing (cf. Apoc. 4:9.11).
To Thee alone, Most High, do they belong
and no man is worthy to mention Thee.
May Thou be praised, my Lord, with all Thy creatures (cf. Tob. 8:7),
especially mister brother sun,
of whom is the day, and Thou enlightens us through him.
And he is beautiful and radiant with a great splendor,
of Thee, Most High, does he convey the meaning.
May Thou be praised, my Lord, for 4 sister moon and the stars (cf. Ps. 148:3),
in heaven Thou has made them clear and precious and beautiful.
May Thou be praised, my Lord, for brother wind,
and for the air and the cloudy and the clear weather and every weather (cf. Dan 3:64-65), through which to all Thy creatures Thou gives sustenance (cf. Ps. 103:13-14).
May Thou be praised, my Lord, for sister water,
who is very useful and humble and precious and chaste.
May Thou be praised, my Lord, for brother fire (cf. Dan 3:66),
through whom Thou illumines the night,
and he is handsome and jocund and robust and strong.
May Thou be praised, my Lord, for our sister, mother earth, (cf. Dan 3:74)
who sustains us and governs,
and produces various fruits with colored flowers and green plants (cf. Ps 103:13-14).
May Thou be praised, my Lord, for those who forgive for the sake of Thy love 5 (cf. Mt 6:12),
and endure infirmity and tribulation.
Blessed those who endure them in peace (cf. Mt 5:10),
because by Thee, Most High, will they be crowned.
May Thou be praised, my Lord, for our sister, bodily death,
whom no man living can escape.
Woe to those, who die in mortal sin: 6
blessed those whom she 7 will find in Thy most holy desires,
because the second death will do them no evil (cf. Apoc 2:11; 20:6).
Praise and bless my Lord (cf. Dan 3:85),
and give Him thanks and serve Him with great humility!
St. Francis, Rabbits and Fish return to top
One day a brother brought a rabbit who had been caught in a trap to St. Francis. Francis advised the rabbit to be more alert in the future, then released the rabbit from the trap and set it on the ground to go its way. But the rabbit hopped back up onto Francis' lap, desiring to be close to the saint.
Francis took the rabbit a few steps into the woods and set it down. But it followed Francis back to his seat and hopped on his lap again! Finally Francis asked one of his fellow friars to take the rabbit far into the woods and let it go. That worked. This type of thing happened repeatedly to Francis—which he saw as an opportunity to praise the glory of God. If the simplest creatures could be so endowed with God's wonder, how much the more so we humans!
Fish were also known to obey Francis. Whenever a fish was caught and Francis was nearby, he would return the fish to the water, warning it not to be caught again. On several occasions the fish would linger awhile near the boat, listening to Francis preach, until he gave them permission to leave. Then they would swim off. In every work of art, as St. Francis called all creation, he would praise the artist, our loving Creator.
St. Francis and the Wolf return to top
Perhaps the most famous story of St. Francis is when he tamed the wolf that was terrorizing the people of Gubbio. While Francis was staying in that town he learned of a wolf so ravenous that it was not only killing and eating animals, but people, too. The people took up arms and went after it, but those who encountered the wolf perished at its sharp teeth. Villagers became afraid to leave the city walls.
Francis had pity on the people and decided to go out and meet the wolf. He was desperately warned by the people, but he insisted that God would take care of him. A brave friar and several peasants accompanied Francis outside the city gate. But soon the peasants lost heart and said they would go no farther.
Francis and his companion began to walk on. Suddenly the wolf, jaws agape, charged out of the woods at the couple. Francis made the Sign of the Cross toward it. The power of God caused the wolf to slow down and to close its mouth.
Then Francis called out to the creature: "Come to me, Brother Wolf. In the name of Christ, I order you not to hurt anyone." At that moment the wolf lowered its head and lay down at St. Francis' feet, meek as a lamb.
St. Francis explained to the wolf that he had been terrorizing the people, killing not only animals, but humans who are made in the image of God. "Brother Wolf," said Francis, "I want to make peace between you and the people of Gubbio. They will harm you no more and you must no longer harm them. All past crimes are to be forgiven."
The wolf showed its assent by moving its body and nodding its head. Then to the absolute surprise of the gathering crowd, Francis asked the wolf to make a pledge. As St. Francis extended his hand to receive the pledge, so the wolf extended its front paw and placed it into the saint's hand. Then Francis commanded the wolf to follow him into town to make a peace pact with the townspeople. The wolf meekly followed St. Francis.
By the time they got to the town square, everyone was there to witness the miracle. With the wolf at his side, Francis gave the town a sermon on the wondrous and fearful love of God, calling them to repent from all their sins. Then he offered the townspeople peace, on behalf of the wolf. The townspeople promised in a loud voice to feed the wolf. Then Francis asked the wolf if he would live in peace under those terms. He bowed his head and twisted his body in a way that convinced everyone he accepted the pact. Then once again the wolf placed its paw in Francis' hand as a sign of the pact.
From that day on the people kept the pact they had made. The wolf lived for two years among the townspeople, going from door to door for food. It hurt no one and no one hurt it. Even the dogs did not bark at it. When the wolf finally died of old age, the people of Gubbio were sad. The wolf's peaceful ways had been a living reminder to them of the wonders, patience, virtues and holiness of St. Francis. It had been a living symbol of the power and providence of the living God.
John Feister is editor of AmericanCatholic.org, managing editor of Catholic Update and an assistant editor of St. Anthony Messenger.
by St. Francis of Assisi
Dear mother earth, who day by day
Unfolds rich blessing on our way,
O praise God! Alleluia!
The fruits and flowers that verdant grow,
Let them his praise abundant show.
O praise God, O praise God,
Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia.
Francis Blesses the Birds
One of Francis's most famous sermons is one he gave to a flock of birds. One day while Francis and some friars were traveling along the road, Francis looked up and saw the trees full of birds. Francis "left his companions in the road and ran eagerly toward the birds" and "humbly begged them to listen to the word of God." One of the friars recorded the sermon, which overflows with Francis's love for creation and its Creator: "My brothers, birds, you should praise your Creator very much and always love him; he gave you feathers to clothe you, wings so that you can fly, and whatever else was necessary for you. God made you noble among his creatures, and he gave you a home in the purity of the air; though you neither sow nor reap, he nevertheless protects and governs you without any solicitude on your part."
Thomas of Celano records that the birds stretched their necks and extended their wings as Francis walked among them touching and blessing them. This event was a turning point of sorts for Francis. "He began to blame himself for negligence in not having preached to the birds before" and "from that day on, he solicitously admonished the birds, all animals and reptiles, and even creatures that have no feeling, to praise and love their Creator."
*Source:Catholic Conservation Center
Prayer For Animals
God Our Heavenly Father, You created the world to serve humanity's needs and to lead them to You. By our own fault we have lost the beautiful relationship which we once had with all your creation. Help us to see that by restoring our relationship with You we will also restore it with all Your creation. Give us the grace to see all animals as gifts from You and to treat them with respect for they are Your creation. We pray for all animals who are suffering as a result of our neglect. May the order You originally established be once again restored to the whole world through the intercession of the Glorious Virgin Mary, the prayers of Saint Francis and the merits of Your Son, Our Lord Jesus Christ Who lives and reigns with You now and forever. Amen.
Saint Francis of Assisi
0 God, enlarge within us the sense of fellowship, with all living things, our little brothers to whom thou hast given this earth as their home in common with us.
May we realise that they live not for us alone, but for themselves and for Thee, and that they love the sweetness of life even as we, and serve Thee better in their place than we in ours.
First uttered by - St Basil, Bishop of Caesarea, 370 AD
Posted at 23:24 by roopanin
Friday, February 29, 2008
THe Artists of Indian RAilways
I love travelling by train. Considering that there is a Yahoo Group by the name The Indian Railways Fan Club there must be many who love it too.
I would particularly like to share the musical talents of the following artists
'1. THe blind harmonium carrying singer on the Chandigarh Punjab circuit. He has been singing high piched numbers of Mohammed Rafi. I caught him singing about two years ago in Sector 17 Chandigarh, THosr who are familiar know it to be the highpoint of Chandigarh's life. He was singing
"Basti basti parbat parbat gaat jaye banjara
le kar apna iktara"
long time ago you could hear him tunefully singing numbers like
" Keh do koi na kare yahaan pyaar
isme khushiyan hain kum
beshumar hain gham "
HE was smart enough to belt forceful numbers like the following to help depressed unemployed boys to look romantically at their female companions in vast gardens and parks like the Pinjore Garden and Rose Garden of Chandigarh.
Ai maohabbat zindabad,
daulat ki zanzeeron se yeh,
rehti hai azad
Now he has got older and so has his voice yet his arrival in the compartment and passengers begin digging their hands in their pockets for change
THen there are the child artists on the Ajmersharif circuit. THey are amazing as they are very tuneful and sing in groups of three at least where two give accompaniment with harmonium or rattlers for beat etc. Young men too sing qawwalis on this circuit. THank God for our Artists may they live in prosperity.
THere are also Eunuch artists that travel on these circuits. They are mostly dissappointing as they seem to bray and not sing. ANd they force passengers to pay up or else put up with their randy jokes. SOme passengers are delighted by them including me as I am also a Chhakki
Incidentally the govt. has given an official more dignified hindi name to them
Posted at 19:22 by roopanin
Wednesday, March 05, 2008
THIS IS GOING TO BE THE MOST CUTTING PART OF THIS BLOG.
THE FOLLOWING ARE NEWS CLIPPINGS AND IMAGES FROM THE NATIONAL GEOGRAPHIC
Wildlife Trade Booming in Burmese Casino Town
MOST OF SOUTH EAST ASIAN COUNTRIES FARM BEARS
Preserved animal parts, including a tiger's paw and penis used in traditional medicines, are displayed at a market in Chengdu, China, in an undated photograph.
Authorities in China recently began a crackdown on illegal sale of wildlife products—including tiger bone and elephant ivory—on Internet auction sites. The moves follow pressure from two conservation groups that found hundreds of online ads for banned goods in 2007 investigations.
A large male tiger skin is offered for sale in a private backroom in Möng La, a casino town near the border of Myanmar (Burma) and China, in this photograph taken in summer 2005.
Though recent crackdowns by Southeast Asian governments have thwarted some of the lucrative illegal wildlife trade, experts say, in this region many animal parts are still sold openly.
These bones from a male tiger—on sale in Möng La in northern Myanmar (Burma) in a photograph taken in summer 2005—will likely be used in traditional Chinese medicine.
The centuries-old practice relies on natural and herbal ingredients, and advocates tiger bone to treat joint ailments such as arthritis, according to the international conservation organization WWF and TRAFFIC, a wildlife-trad
"These bears are mostly used for meat and are electrocuted when a dealer comes along and buys a bear for a banquet in China," he said
February 28, 2008—A stall in Central Market in Möng La, on the border between Myanmar (Burma) and China, sells various dead wildlife, such as this bear (foreground), and skewers of unidentified meat in this undated photo.
Though a UN treaty and a recent agreement among Southeast Asian countries makes trade in some wildlife species illegal, open markets such as this one still thrive. (Read the full story.)
In this run-down casino town—part of an autonomous fiefdom run by a militia leader and alleged reformed drug lord—wildlife trade has replaced the drug and gambling industries as the one of the most lucrative economic activities in the region, observers say.
Market-goers can find everything from bear paws to tiger parts—evidence of a booming trade mostly fueled by nearby China's demand for animal parts for use in medicine and food delicacies. However, recent crackdowns by the government may slow the illegal business, experts say.
Wildlife photographer Karl Ammann has visited the region four times in the past 15 years, posing as a buyer.
"There were cages stacked on top of each other with captured animals: bears, macaques, small primates, pangolins, rare birds, all kinds of reptiles, and tables filled with butchered animals with bullet holes through their heads and their throats cut," Ammann said of his 2007 trip.
A BEAR BEING MILKED FOR ITS BILE. A CATHETER IS ATTACHED TO ITS STOMACH
Workers extract bear bile—"liquid gold"—from the gallbladder of a bear, most likely an Asiatic black bear, in Möng La in northern Myanmar in April 2006.
Bile is popular in traditional Chinese remedies and supposedly cures eye irritations, fevers, and liver problems.
Common to Asia, a wild Sambar deer is butchered for sale at Central Market in Möng La, in northern Myanmar (Burma), in this picture taken in April 2006.
Deer penises are sold in gift boxes in a store in Möng La in this January 2007 photo.
The genitalia are usually made into wine or soup to supposedly restore virility and improve weak kidneys, among other benefits. Elderly men often receive them as birthday presents, according to photographer Karl Ammann.
China Cracks Down on Illegal Online Wildlife Trade
Preserved animal parts, including a tiger's paw and penis used in traditional medicines, are displayed at a market in Chengdu, China, in an undated photograph.
Authorities in China recently began a crackdown on illegal sale of wildlife products—including tiger bone and elephant ivory—on Internet auction sites. The moves follow pressure from two conservation groups that found hundreds of online ads for banned goods in 2007 investigations
THere is some conjecture in this news but it can be safely believed that most SE Asian countries have bear farmers where private people keep a bear captive in disgusting conditions and use syringes or catheters to extract bile juice from them . SOmetimes the bear dies within 10 years of sickness though its life expectancy in normal conditions is 30 or more.Here is today's news.
10.4.08 Vietnam news agency
First bear rescue centre First bear rescue centre and quarantine facility opens in vietnam
While it is legal to raise bears in Vietnam, the law forbids the sale of bear meat and bile, both of which are sold in a thriving black market. Many Vietnamese believe bear bile has medicinal benefits, and bear meat is served in underground restaurants.
Bear farmers often extract the bitter green bile from the bears' gall bladders with syringes, then sell it to customers who usually drink it mixed with a shot of rice wine, believing it cures eye, liver and other ailments.
Ending illegal bear farming is difficult because the use of bear bile is a deeply rooted tradition, said Nguyen Van Cuong, deputy director of Vietnam's Forest Protection Department.
I just got this news from WPSA website on bear farming.It says that there are many alternatives available in medicine to replace bear bile that are as effective.
Bears are farmed - needlessly - for the bile contained in their gall bladders to be used in Traditional Asian Medicine. Effective herbal and synthetic alternatives to bear bile exist and are gaining support from Traditional Asian Medicine practitioners. They say alternatives are more effective and bear bile is unnecessary.
"We definitely do not have to use bear bile as it can be replaced by herbs."
Dr Sun Ji Xian - The Chinese Association of Preventative Medicine. Beijing, China http://www.endbearfarming.org
Posted at 17:26 by roopanin
Sunday, March 09, 2008
NDTV'S SAVE THE TIGER POLL
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roopa esther,noida,says:Dear Arun nayak, I am one of your types who feels very helpless about wanting to do something for our animals and being unable to do anything. But a no. of people, ie. NGOs etc. are trying their best. To name a few:
1.The Wild life Protection Society of India, is doing a great job. It has teams that catch poachers as well las a no. of projects on tiger saving. It was instumental in getting the Dalai lama to save Tibetans off animal skins and you can watch a great video of a mountain of tiger skins being burnt by tibetans at his address.It has also filed a large no of cases in courts for turning out roads and railways from reserve forests.
2. Wildlife SOS.org has bought land on Delhi Agra highway to rehabilitate bears and is chipping elephants of Delhi roads for round the year foot blister checkups.
3.PETA India has a petiiton site that conducts poll surveys on wildlife issues and forwards them to the concerned ministers. It has recently taken elephants off the cruel roads of Mumbai. You and me can do a lot. We can get PETA's petitions signed by a 100 people and post it to our respective chief ministers. Or we can volunteer with the large no of NGOs in our holidays or work partime with them.
14 Feb 2008, 1506 hrs IST
roopa esther,noi,says:Going by reports of WPSI, and first hand accounts, the poachers get away with it very easily. There is nothing that a meagre staff of an acres wide reserve can do. If only the state wildlife depts understood how easy it is to protect the animal by deputing more guards with better equipment and walkie talkies at least to report any anomaly at once, it wouldnt have been such a sad story.
14 Feb 2008, 1453 hrs IST
Posted at 16:47 by roopanin
Saturday, April 05, 2008
JIM CORBETT NATIONAL PARK
We are planning to go to Corbett this March. I wonder whether it Is absolutely necessary to have your own transport there as we are thinking of catching a train from delhi.Anyone with sure knowledge about whether transport for moving in the park can be easily hired or not fron outside the park
Today ,is 4th of April and we have been to Jim Corbett,,
Not only was the park and its facilities very good , we managed to see quite a few animals there , mainly herds of wild elephants. tiger, the hornbill, a monitor lizard, blossom headed parrots, the black drongo, the green bee eater, different varieties of trees , and TOO MANY PEOPLE.
Corbett is too popular a park ,Since it is half a day's drive from Delhi, it gets very crowded especially on weekends.But ecotourism has also given it great rooms and room service, open jeeps to enjoy the safaris and readily available cooked food in deep woods canteens.Its proximity to Nainital, a popular lake resort tow in Uttranchal also drives hordes of people to stop by for a day's pass into the woods.
It is quite heartening that common people need to get a permit to visit our national parks otherwise left to the mercy of our foraging hungry population, the woods would be felled in a day and the animals poached with in hours.
The Ramganga river is a biggish tributary of the Kosi River that enlivens up Corbett.
I saw an interesting book by the name of " Carpet Sahib" on display there.
For those interested in going there, From Delhi you can take a train Ranikhet express,upto Ramnagar, and Not RAMPUR that we did. It is the best to go by the Corbett Link express or Ranikhet exp that takes you upto Ramnagar,It leaves Delhi at 10 at night and reaches Ramnagar at 5 AM . Upon reaching if you have a booking already it is good as on the spot reservatons in the Forest rest houses seems difficult. It is advisable to hire your own open jeep per day @1600 a day and roam in the forest.THey have canters too that can house upto 25-30 people there but they are too big to go deeper into the woods.
Local guides are very helpful and eager to get business and do their very best for you.It is very safe for a woman to travel by herself there considering that I and my son ,14, stayed 3 nights there on our own and enjoyed ourselves a lot. It was good to see tourists from Kolkata, Mumbai, as well as foreigners out there.THe Dhikala and the BIjrani Zones have Canteen facilities too and the hassle of cooking yourself is taken away.
As quoted by many tourists, early morning time is the best time. Oh!! we saw biiiiiig wild elephants calmly munching on trees though alarmed about us.For those interested in going to Corbett,
Approximate distance of Corbett from
New Delhi - 270 kms
Nainital - 80 kms
Ranikhet - 85 kms
Agra - 350 kms
Dehradun - 265 kms
Ramnagar is a small town near Jim Corbett Park. Delhi Ramnagar is approx.291 kms.
Try to visit the park in the early morning. It's dividied into 3 zones:
3) Core jungle zone.
You will not be allowed to enter the Core zone.
Early morning you will see plenty of birds, deers.. Tiger is rarely
visible. But do carry your camera. It's a very beautiful place to capture
in camera. You will get the forest tourist jeep for the park.
Early morning visit is the best visit for the park.
You need to book for the private jeep or vehicle from Delhi/Dehradun to go till Jim Corbet.
Visitors are not allowed to take private or personal vehicles inside the forest area. You need to do the booking for the forest jeep with the forest department at Corbet.
I would suggest do the booking of the forest jeep in the evening and next day morning you can go for the forest ride in the forest department jeep.
Posted at 19:32 by roopanin
Tuesday, April 08, 2008
DUFFER MUMMMMY TYPE BLOGGER
"Please a little respect, for I am Costanza, lord of the idiots"
Not only that I am new to blogging I have now come to realize that a community of ideas shared regularly can build valuable fellowship but also sometimes bring about a change in things or life or lifestyles around us.I know many of you who pass by will find this one not a showoff able blog but the essence of sharing your ideas is actually to meet like minded people with similar interests.
HEre are my attempts at learning to blog.
Dear Hemant, I am new to blogging . Couldnt find your page on Corbat errrr... Jim Corbett.
THanks a lot for the precise answer.My trip to Dehradoon from Rampur stands cancelled as the distance is just too much for us to continue from Rampur further at one go.
I must say you are an enlightened candidate and not aDUFFER MUMMMMMY TYPE OF A BLOGGER like me.
I have updated your comment on my blog under Jim Corbett. But do visit Jim Corbett whenever time permits you.
Hey!! Thanks for all your comments. Everyone is new when we start doing things for first time. What say!!
Do let me know about your blog. Will surely visit and drop my footprints on it.Would love to read enlightened writeups by an enlightened Mummy.
It is great interacting with you. Thank you so much.
I am very envious of bllogs with all sorts of widgets and traffic. I cannot still redirect someone to a news item but doesnt matter.
Posted at 14:05 by roopanin