Showing posts with label Environment. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Environment. Show all posts

Monday, October 27, 2008

A bird in the bush...

is worth two in a cage.

That's the philosophy WildGoa was endorsing at 7am on Sunday morning. About 40 enthusiastic (and sleepy) birders gathered at Miramar circle in an attempt to "introduce city dwellers to the birds around them".

The 2 hour walk circled Miramar beach upto Caranzalem and back to Miramar via the road. For those of us who walk by beaches (or any road, for that matter), the thriving bird population came as a surprise.

On the beach, we saw clumps of tiny plovers, invisible among the sand in their camouflage. Their presence was revealed by the stray dogs who kept themselves entertained chasing the flock into the sea. "Follow the dogs and you'll find the plovers", someone quipped.

More variety was to be found on the road leading from Caranzalem to Miramar Circle. Kingfishers were spotted in the distance, swifts flew overhead, warblers played hide-n-seek among the elephant grass. What made our morning was the sight of a flock of bee-eaters, resplendent green in the morning sun. I caught one (on film) munching on a dragon fly. Amazing.

The sight of a golden yellow oriole, dazzling yellow the color of a turmeric shaded silk saree, drew oohs as it flew past.

This little jaunt proved to us that there is wildlife everywhere around us if only we stop to look.

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WildGoa celebrates six years in 2008 and there are treks organised over three Sundays in November to Dudhsagar and other places. Details on the WildGoa yahoo group or FB. Local Goan papers are also publishing the info. Or email me if you need details.

Friday, August 08, 2008

Recycling in Goa? Easy Peasy.

Goa is one of the country’s smallest and loveliest states, yet if the problems here are so huge and seemingly unsurmountable, it makes one shudder thinking of the rest of the country.

Politics, for one, is very dirty here. That doesn’t come as a surprise, though. If it was clean, now that would be something to write about. Talking about cleanliness, I like Goa because it looks cleaner than say, Mumbai. Roads are swept every morning, pavements are relatively clean, gardens are tidied up even in pouring rain. Yet, every evening at 8:30, under cover of darkness, a worker from a restaurant along the Mandovi river crosses the road with a dustbin. The dustbin is black and clearly marked with a Corporation of Panaji sign. We have them at home too – black for general garbage and green for food waste, segregated at source for recycling.

As he crosses the road, newspapers from the bin fly out to the road onto oncoming traffic. Blissfully unaware (or uncaring), this man walks to the edge of the red and yellow pavement to the point where the pedestrian access stops and the bridge begins. Setting the bin on the parapet, he waits a minute and looks out over the river glistening blue under the ghastly TataIndicom electronic billboard. A few meters away, yachts bob in the choppy waters, moored along a new marina. India’s Venice.

A minute passes; he’s in no hurry. He looks left and right, perhaps checking if any body is looking. Perhaps, he’s just looking – I doubt he cares if anybody is watching him. Then, with one swift move, he tips the bin over into the river. He leaves the bin on the parapet and climbs over to the other side to relieve himself. Job done, he climbs back, wipes his hands on his open white shirt, picks up the bin and crosses the road again.

He’s not the only one. In the early morning, a worker from a nearby tea-stall, does the same thing.

So much for recycling.

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PS: Photos coming soon.

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Central Park in Panjim

Through Mr. R, I came across a Facebook group that's campaigning for a Park in Panjim. Initiated by Jason Keith Fernandes, the group has an ambitious dream - to convert land reserved for an IT park into park-land. From their official group page:

This is dedicated to converting the land earmarked for the IT Park into an urban natural preserve along the lines of New York’s Central Park, Bangalore’s Cubbon Park, Delhi’s Lodhi Gardens and London’s Hyde Park.

The Park will meet not only the many recreational needs of the residents of Dona Paula, Taleigao and Panjim, but also work to create a local economy for those who were earlier dependant on the land, and generate a vibrant local ecology.

The group will seek to draw greater attention to the need for more open spaces in Goa’s urban spaces that are fast turning to concrete jungles. In this particular case, we would like the Government to confirm the use of the land for the urban natural preserve and then set up a body of locals to manage the parkland.



Having lived in Mumbai, the green spaces of England came as a shock to me. It seemed unbelievable that you could actually have a park (little lakes, swans and all) in the middle of very big, busy towns. Now, town planning in India may be non-existent, but perhaps we can do something to make it better.

I mentioned to Jason examples of NGOs across the world doing similar things to make their cities a better place. Bette Midler (the actor) started her own charity called the 'New York Restoration Project' after she saw the state of the parks and streets in NYC. Today, her NGO has made more than a token difference to the neighbourhoods they have targeted.

In Mumbai, we have Citiscape who are trying similar things. Perhaps you know of other groups.

The Facebook group (as of writing) has 102 members. Many of us are currently NRIs and we enjoy our green spaces and have better lives because of our access to open spaces. We'd like to see the same in India. Instead of open (public) spaces being used as wedding maidans or dumping grounds for construction debris, we'd like to see them being used as a retreat for the general public. Joggers Park in Bandra is an example, as is the Bandstand Promenade. (There are some negative points here regarding the environmental impact of the reclamation, but for me, the sheer lack of public spaces makes up for this.)

I believe that if any change is to come, it will (has to) happen from the people. Leave things for the politicians and nothing will get done - that's a given.

Panjim is an unusual city in that respect. For a MW (and people outside Goa), the city is a delight with its pavements and tree lined streets. Few places in India can boast that. *This*, along with the beaches, is what brings domestic tourists here. Walking on clean pavements without bumping into hawkers or stepping over a slum dweller is an unusual experience for a regular Indian. Add to that the charm of Goa and you have a dream destination for the domestic tourist.

Forget about the tourists for a moment.

Goans have long cherished their green heritage. But with the way things are going, it won't be long before the hills are covered with buildings, open spaces turn into corporate parks, old houses are demolished to make way for a multi-storeyed car park. What will then distinguish Goa from the rest of the country?

If Goa is to retain its unique identity and place in the Indian (and global) psyche, preserving its heritage - green or otherwise - becomes a matter of urgency. Politicians are not in the business of making a (positive) difference; that is left to you and me.

So, what can we do? For starters, if you are on Facebook, join the Central Park for Panjim group. A pressure group can make a big difference. Goa has seen this successfully happen recently, as in the case of the GBA. No reason why this new initiative can't have the same impact.

Imagine being in Goa - either as a resident or a tourist. Find your way to the outskirts of Panjim and instead of a maze of concrete, breathe in the cool air, walk among tree lined paths, have a picnic on green grass. Enjoy the silence and serenity.

Both versions are possible. Take your pick.

Saturday, May 05, 2007

Cherry Blossom Tree: Following the seasons

An update on this lovely Japanese Cherry Blossom.


Last week of April 2007 - all gone...


April 2007 - What brings me joy

This is the first time I think I've seen the tree bloom. In the first week of April, the first buds began to appear. In a matter of days both trees were heaving with clumps of stunning pink blooms, the bronze leaves barely visible in the riot.

It's the 20th of April today and the tree is moving into the next phase. The buds are starting to fall apart, littering the street with a gentle pink carpet. The broze leaves have turned green and soon the pink blooms will all be gone and the tree will be back to the September 2006 version.

Watch this space :)


updated May 2007

February 2007


April 2006


September 2006



November 2006


Thursday, October 12, 2006

The End of the World

Revealed: The Day When We'll All Die

Scientists have calculated the year when the human race will cease to exist. It will be October 31, otherwise known as Halloween. But there is no need to worry yet as the year is 2,252,006 - more than two-and-a-quarter million years from now.

The date was announced by a team of European geologists and palaeontologists after millions of fossils from central Spain were analysed.

It confirms suspicions that mammal species have an average lifespan of 2.5 million years and modern man has already been around for 250,000 years.

The reason for the life cycle is thought to be a blip in the Earth's orbit which means it does not get as close to the sun as usual, triggering rapid cooling.

A report in Nature Journal says the subsequent ice age would destroy all human life.

Saturday, September 03, 2005

The beginning of the end?

There's something terribly wrong with this planet these days.

It started (noticeably) with the Tsunami last December and it hasn't stopped since. Like a bad Hollywood movie, the water just keeps rising. Looking at the devastating pictures of New Orleans and the suffering there, my heart freezes in fright and sorrow. We do everything humanly possible to avert destruction. Wars can be stopped, politicians ignored, famine-stricken nations can be inundated with food on our terms and democracy restored with bullets. But how do you turn away from a wall of water? Is this the beginning of the end, then?

Remember Robert Frost's poem Fire and Ice?

Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if I had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.


Perhaps the water will turn to ice. There's enough hate around to ensure that it happens.

Perhaps it is time for justice and for judgement.
Perhaps there is a God after all.