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Wednesday, December 2, 2020

Death trap

The Death trap

Hi everybody!

 Let me tell you what happened today.
I like photography and so I go out on bird walks with my dad. This fine morning, he woke up early at 6 o’clock. He woke me up too and called me to get ready. Wiping my eyes, I stared at the wall clock. “It’s only 6! Can’t I sleep a little longer?” I moaned. “No. Don’t you want to go out with me? Birding is for early birds. Now get up,” He said. I got ready and went off to the lakeside with him.

It was cool and a light breeze blew. The sun had hardly come out and it was cloudy too. There were trees all around and the greenery soothed my eyes. I gave dad some tea from the flask that we had brought.  We decided to walk along the lakeside and scan it for birds. I spotted some small birds and asked dad which ones they were. He said that the ones sitting on the rocks were river terns. I clicked a few photos of them and then we moved on.

River tern

Walking by the side, rather crouching because we didn’t want the birds to see us, dad pointed out to a long stick that was put in the ground. There was another stick of nearly the same length standing with the help of rocks some four or five meters apart. I thought this was odd. We decided to go near and check it out.  The both of us walked till there slowly and when we reached there we saw a very strange thing. The sticks that were standing some meters apart were joined by a long and thin rope which was white and dirty. Hanging from that rope were various ropes of different lengths ending with a noose that would remind anybody of the gallows. I was perplexed at first, but understood what it was when dad explained it to me.



 Shore birds and waders such as plovers, stilts and shanks come to feed upon them and they are usually found at such places. They come feeding, and when they come too near their long stick-like legs get stuck in the noose. Even so, their leg can be taken out, but when the bird tries to pull its leg, the noose tightens itself and become small. So the harder the bird pulls, the tighter it becomes, and the more difficult it gets for the bird to free itself.

“So it is a bird trap?” I ask.

“Yes,” My father replies.

“But one thing that I don’t quite get, is that why someone would like to catch such a harmless and innocent bird,” I say.

“It is very simple my dear. Villagers from nearby villages come to these forests and disturb the wildlife with their activities. The graze their cows, collect firewood and timber, clear natural vegetation and disturb wildlife. The trap that you just saw set up here is for someone’s meal. After the bird is caught, whoever has set up this trap will come and take it away. He will cook it up and eat it. Not only are these birds, but francolins and partridges also targeted for their meat.” He took a brief pause and continued. “Let’s take this death trap out before anybody sees us and any bird is caught.”

We pulled the sticks, gathered all the ropes, put them in the car and went back home after some photography.

What I want to really say is that we humans must not disturb and kill wildlife for our greedy needs. Many times when I go on such walks I admire nature’s beauty and all that it has given us. But then when I find a plastic manja in a tree or a plastic bottle lying around I think that we are using our Earth’s resources but are not giving back. It really makes me think, do we deserve everything we have?
~ Chinmayee Bhattacharjee
   

Sunday, August 8, 2010

बाबा ने सिखाई फोटोग्राफी

बहुत दिनों से चाहत थी कि मैं भी कैमरा से फोटो निकालूं, अपने मन से

पर ये बड़े लोग (मेरे बाबा और मम्मीआई) बस कैमरा को हाथ भीगाने नहीं देते थे जब भी ज़िद्द करू तो मोबाइल फोन थमा देते थे मोबाइल से तो छोटा बच्चा भी फोटो निकाल सकता है उसमे क्या मज़ा मज़ा तो है बाबा के कैमरे से ज़ूम करना, और तसवीरें निकालना पर जब भी मै बोलूं, वो बोलते थे कि मैं अभी छोटी हूँ

मैंने भी ठान लिया और दोनों के पीछे लग गयी

फिर क्या था, उनको मानना ही पड़ा और पिछ्ले रविवार मैं और बाबा निकले मेरे ट्रेनिंग पे मेरा तो दिल नहीं था, पर ये मम्मा, उनकी वजह से थोड़ी देर हो गयी नास्ता जो करना पड़ा ज़बरदस्ती दूध पीना पड़ा वैसे तो मैं दूध के नाम पर सौ नखरे उठाती हूँ और मम्मा को खूब नचाती हूँ पर आज फोटोग्राफी जो सीखना, सो बिना चूं-चा किये मैं दूध गटक गयी

बाबा ने प्रशिक्षण के लिए घर के सामने की जगह चुनी, हालाँकि मैं तो नदी के पास जाना चाहती थी खैर, आज मैंने ज़्यादा ज़िद्द ना करने की ठानी थी, सो प्रशिक्षण शुरू हो गया बाबा ने मुझे बहुत कुछ सिखाया सबसे पहले तो कैमरा क्या होता है फोटो क्यूँ और कैसे निकलता है, वगैरह वगैरह फिर बारी आई कैमरे को ठिक से पकड़ने की, बाबा ने सारे कैमरे के सारे function भी सिखाए ... और मैंने फिर फोटो निकालना शुरू किया कई तसवीरें निकाली फिर बाबा ने कैमरा स्टैंड कैसे लगाना है सिखाया, और फिर ज़ूम फोटोग्राफी बहुत मज़ा आया

साथ में मैं अपनी तसवीरें दे रही हूँ प बताइए, क्या मै अब भी छोटी बच्ची हूँ ? और साथ में ये भी बताइए कि मेरी फोटोग्राफी कैसी रही ....

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