Monday, November 16, 2009

Crescent Earth!

Came across this beautiful photo on the net. Taken by the Rosetta satellite that is on a lo........ng mission to reach and drop an instrumented lander on the icy surface of a comet somewhere in 2014 after travelling some 7 billion kilometres, this image shows the earth in all its beautiful colours as a crescent. Every time we see it, it should remind us of our responsibility to preserve this beautiful planet.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

The Call of Kabini

The season was not right. The time was short. The tickets were not confirmed. Yet, after a hectic period on the homefront, I badly needed a break and headed for one of my dream destinations – the Kabini River Lodge.

The primary reason I have always wanted to go was to achieve some decent photos of animals and birds in the wild, to see if I have matured as a photographer. However, now that a break was more than needed, I chose to execute my wish irrespective of the season. As I said, the season was not right because the forest turns lush green after the rains and with plenty of water available, animals do not come to the borders to offer a view. They prefer to remain deep inside in order not to disturb us. So, the primary purpose of my going was defeated to some extent, but we decided get the much needed break. Off we (my wife and I) set to Mysore on a Thursday night from Chennai, to arrive there on Friday morning.

Through numerous travelogues and reviews, I had learnt that a stretch of road was bumpy. We were prepared for that and I took that irritant off my mind. To my surprise, I found that every one of the bloggers and reviewers had failed to note or mention the scenery by the roadside. I was more impressed by what I saw throughout the way – farming activity was in full swing. Particularly impressive was the view of the tobacco flowers – both the overall view and the close-up of a bunch of flowers, as you can see here. Native villagers sending their children to school in neat uniforms. Non-farming adults, particularly men, sitting lazily at every shopfront on a bench or stool, doing nothing. The general mood was of no hurry, so we also reduced our speed and stopped at quite a few places to enjoy the countryside, its warmth and its take-all-the-time-you-want laziness.









After a 90-minute drive that took two and a half hours, we reached the Kabini River Lodge well ahead of the checking-in time, despite all our efforts to go slow. On signing the register at the reception, we were shown our accommodation – a tented cottage. Compact and clean, the place was a refreshing change from the hustle bustle of city life. What struck us most was the absolute silence of the woods and the fragrance of fresh air. Despite the unclouded sun, the vast expanse of tall trees made the place cool and comfortable. A view of the cottage, exterior and interior:







After a little relaxation and a good hot-water bath, some good food at their dining hall called “Gol Ghar”, and an hour more of doing-nothing, the jungle ride, in open jeeps, started at 4.30 p.m. We exited the campus, joined an inter-state highway that was partly good and partly worse than the approach road to the lodge, and then turned into the Rajiv Gandhi National Park, part of the Nagarhole forest area, to catch a glimpse of wildlife at close. Once into the jungle, the vehicles went through a beaten path but the experience was new for us.

We could see and hear a lot of birds and deer. I saw a butterfly called blue murmur, that was bigger than my palm stretched open, but could not catch it on the camera as it moved very swiftly. The escorts are well versed with not only the names of the animals and birds, but also their sounds and habits. At the sound of a typical high-pitch noise made by monkeys, they knew that a big animal (tiger or leopard) was near and stopped the vehicle. In about fifteen minutes, a leopard came out of the clearing at some distance from us and crossed the path. The guests seated in the first row could quickly snap a shot, but unfortunately, as I was seated in the last row, I could not photograph the animal as it vanished through the thickets. I seriously think he caught a glimpse of at least four stout men holding something in their hands, mistook our aiming cameras for guns and quickly bolted into the bushes! We also saw a lone tusker, who on spotting our vehicle decided not to sacrifice his solitude and quietly (and for his size, swiftly) disappeared into the jungle.







I now realised that this is why they say it is not a good time to visit if you want to see animals. Not a good time for people, that is. The animals and birds seem to enjoy this period the most, in view of the plentiful resources available and remain happy out of people's view. In summer, when the greenery is gone and water dries up, the animals have no other go and have to come to the river bank for a dip or sip and inevitably have to pose. I believe you can really see hordes of gaur and large herds of elephants if you visit just before the rains start, which is end-May or beginning of June, if you can bear the heat, sweat and the thirst.

As the sun set and darkness crept in, we returned to our nest – oops, tent. The cottage is well equipped with all modern amenities, so hot water, tea pot, everything is provided. I was free to enjoy as much tranquili-tea as I could cope with. After dinner, my wife and I sat outside the tent to individually enjoy the solitude and serenity – it is such a lovely feeling - I am not good enough a writer to spell out the feeling you get there, everyone has to visit and experience it for themselves.



I am an early bird and by default, get up at 5.30 am. My wife is a late bird and prefers to be woken up only after 7. Being vegetarians, we don't go after worms. What was surprising was that despite all the travel and jostling jeep ride, even my wife, who usually goes to bed very late, wakes up moderately late and hates to get up early, was brisk enough to get up at 6 sharp! The high and pure woods,the pleasant surroundings and a good night's undisturbed sleep had done the magic, in marked contrast against the city's blaring late-night TV, smoking traffic and obtrusive lights that we are used to!

We were asked to be ready at 6.30 for a boat ride (or again into the jungle by jeep, if you so wish). We had opted for the boat ride. However, all of a sudden, thick fog set in and literally dampened all my hopes of getting some good shots of the birds, which were available in plenty in this season. Still, I managed to catch a few:









After a late and (a little heavy) breakfast, we returned to our cottage to take in one last memory of our pleasant stay at the Lodge. Besides the rides, the place itself is a heaven for nature lovers, with all its flora and fauna some varieties of which are certainly new to us. The large expanse of trees, the beautiful lawn and well kept gardens, the old colonial style buildings and above all, the friendly staff and knowledgeable naturalist guides (and who knows, may be my photographs too!) all make it an unforgettable place.





To sum up, the Kabini River Lodge is certainly worth a visit – no, more than one visit. I have already made up my mind to visit the place again in peak summer to see what all it has to offer at that time. All I now have to do is gather some money that is required for a 2-day stay and keep a tab on the availability of rooms.

More information about Kabini River Lodge and their other resorts can be found at www.junglelodges.com.

If you are the type that can bear with me, do remember to watch this space after June 2010. Till then, bye!

Raghu

Dog Days!

It was the day after the day I visited my sister’s house nearby that I first observed his difficulty. Somewhere in March 2009.

A big snake (cobra?) had come into my sister’s house as she was in the kitchen. She froze in fear on seeing it enter the hall passing through the kitchen, but regained composure and quickly bolted out to call help from neighbours. A good crowd had gathered and each one poured instructions on what to do, ranging from closing the door to killing and burning it. Finally, they decided to call the snake park authorities. Within an hour or two, a person from the snake park came but the snake was not to be seen. After a good search, it was found coiled between pillows stacked on the bed and was removed, without causing any harm to the snake or the curious watchers who had all come into the house, right into the bedroom! Given the mindset of the people here, I was told that her bedroom turned into a sacred place for the next few days, as people thronged, looked at the pillows and worshipped an imaginary snake god there by reverently touching their cheeks.

My sister narrated all this in detail over the phone to me that evening as I reached home after work, after all the commotion was over. I too decided to have a look at the place and took my nephew and my dog Rishi. There, believe it or not, the dog, my sister says, sniffed the entire route the snake had taken inside her house exactly as the snake made it - right from the entry point in the kitchen till the place it rested on the bed between the pillows. Going by his sniffing pattern, it was very evident that the snake had tried to climb all the windows to find an exit but unable to find any, had finally climbed up the bed and buried itself between the pillows.

The next day, during the early morning walk, Rishi, on his usual sniffing and marking routine, suddenly jumped startled at something on a dry coconut palm leaf. We thought he might have been bitten by ants or bee or some insect. However, after about 10 minutes walk, he stopped abruptly, lowering his head to the ground and appeared gasping for breath. That was something strange to me, because he had never done that so far. We used to walk about two kilometers every morning without any difficulty and today it was not even a fourth of that distance. While I did not panic, I worried if something poisonous had bitten him. However, he quickly recovered within a minute and started walking back to home, but before reaching the house, he made several stops, each time lowering his head to the ground but keeping his back up and gasping for breath. I couldn’t help wondering if this had anything to do with the snake or its smell that the dog sniffed the previous day.

We took him to the vet that evening. There, as the vet was examining him, the dog purged dark-green and foul-smelling. We had just given deworming tablets the previous day. While the vet suspected intestinal problem, he decided to watch for a few days and asked us to examine his feet for any boils. That was the mistake we did, for there were boils and we thought that was it. The dog also began to improve in the next few days, bolstering our assumption that the difficulty in walking was because of his feet and the purge was because of the deworming tablets. That was not to be.

After three weeks, the same symptoms started again. Only this time, the dog was getting weak day by day. He stopped eating and refused to walk. It was very clear that his ailment was something major. We rushed to the vet, only to find him gone for a week on holiday. The pharmacist next door suggested another vet, an elderly gentlemen who had retired as the dean of the veterinary college and was practicing nearby. He thoroughly examined the dog. His condition was worsening now. He purged dark black, tar-consistency now. The vet suspected, besides severe infection by worms, some kind of injury to the spine and gave a heavy dose of deworming tablets and asked us to massage his back and spine. This was of no help. Rishi developed other problems too. He salivated too much, with foam forming at the edges. He could not chew or bite even soft food like cooked rice. His hind legs started turning awkward as he was trying to pass stools and after that he was not able to steady himself, and started falling on the ground frequently. Soon afterward, he lost the strength even to get up and just lay down, urinating in drips all around the place and making a mess of the entire house. We had to lift him physically and put him in a separate balcony. At this stage, the vet gave up and asked us to take him to the veterinary hospital immediately.

Fortunately, my son who is studying engineering had come on his terminal holidays. He and I quickly built a make-shift stretcher using available material and took Rishi to the hospital. We went a little late and the hospital had already closed for consultation. They took him in the casualty section and administered drips to stabilise him for examination. We narrated his gradual deterioration. They found absolutely no response in his hind legs and the tail section too and came to a conclusion that the dog must have injured himself severely in the spine during some fall, and asked us to come the next day for a detailed examination by the doctors who would be available only early in the morning. We found out that a positive aspect of getting there at a non-working hour is that it gave the on-duty interns a lot of time to write a detailed case sheet, which was very helpful the next day.

The next day, a team of doctors attended to the dog. They checked every part of his anatomy. X-ray was taken of his spine and hind limbs. Seeing the wet film, the ortho specialist gave a clean chit to the skeleton. He ruled out any injury or deformity. However, since there was no movement or sensation in the hind limbs, he suspected neurological degeneration called degenerative neuromylopathy and explained the hospital’s inability to get the medicine for this, but offered help in finding a medicine that could be imported. He prescribed physiotherapy and shortwave diathermy to lessen the pain the dog could be suffering at the joints.

In the clinical section, they took samples of blood, urine and stool, and administered further drips to stabilise the dog, as he was found to be anemic and dehydrated. We were asked to report daily.

On the third day, the tests revealed that the dog had suffered a severe attack of parasites that had got into its bloodstream, reducing the haemoglobin level to just 5% as against the minimum requirement of 16%, thus depriving the blood of its ability to carry oxygen to the heart and other parts. They diagnosed the disease as babesiosis, a rare disease that is passed on to dogs (even humans can get it) by ticks through protozoa the ticks carry in their mouth. I do remember Rishi suffering a steady presence of ticks for a month about 18 months back, but that was controlled with both external medicine and an injection. After that, we have not observed any tick on his body. May be the protozoa entered his blood stream then and started causing the damage now.

Rishi was put on antibiotics and a specific drug Clindamycin along with Sporlac and medicine for anemia. Knowing the diagnosis made by the clinical department, the orthopaedics also set aside their treatment for the time being and suggested us to go along the clinincal findings. We could see remarkable recovery. The dog which was just lying on the stretcher unable even to turn sides started lifting his head and observe what was going on, and by the end of the first week, was even trying to get out of the stretcher!

I have never handled so much medication in my life, either for me or for my family. The daily routine ran like this, in the morning and again in the evening: Open the Clindamycin and Renerve capsules and empty the powder in a small vessel. Powder the other two tablets – sporlac (spores of lacto bacillus for curing the stomach) and supradyn (multi-vitamin) and add this to the vessel, along with Dexorange (iron for improving blood), Liv-52 (liver cure), calcium granules, honey and date syrup. Mix all these into a paste and make the dog take this. During the initial days when the dog was almost inactive, I had no difficulty in applying this paste to his tongue. However, as he improved, he refused to take this mixture. So I had to apply this paste to bread slice, soak it in milk and make him eat.

We took him to the hospital after 10 days. Another blood test was taken and this showed definite improvement in the blood constitution – haemoglobin had increased to 9%. Encouraged by the response to clindamycin, they doubled the dosage of this medicine for the next two weeks. Plus, the combo of the other medicines had eradicated all the parasites in his blood and upped the energy level as well. We could see that the dog was recovering all his abilities one by one. First, he achieved bladder control. Then, he started getting hungry. He started to get up on his own and move about. By the end of the third week, he is now almost normal, except for the former strength in his hind legs, which the doctors are very positive the dog will get in due course of time. We were advised to stop Clindamycin and Sporlac and continue with the rest, which are all general medication for improving health.

This morning, he made a good walk along the roads encircling my house on all four sides, sniffing and marking all the way, without ever stopping or gasping. He has started scratching his hind feet on the road – this is something he does to wear away the nails – a definite sign of getting his strength back there! It is such a relief to see him back to health again.

As I sat outside the entrance reading the newspaper, Rishi glanced at me from the place he usually sits – right in the middle of the doorway, letting his front paws hang at the edge of the tiled flooring. I could see in his eyes that the twinkle is back and he is ready to tease any snake that may pass by!

I wrote a good thank-you letter to the hospital, this time the flow coming from the bottom of my heart!


P.S: After the remarkable recovery and apparently a very healthy stint for about 4 months, Rishi suddenly took ill on 26 Sept and despite the best medical attention at the same hospital, passed away at home on 28 Sept 09 peacefully, gracefully and without giving an iota of trouble or difficulty but burdening us with tons and tons of grief. Please pray for his soul! I am sure you will, if you look at how beautiful and kind he was!

Monday, October 19, 2009

Amblog

I have always been fascinated by the name of my town, Ambattur, and have used it in all my internet activities. It took me some time to learn the structure and usage of blogs, so I have now included part of Ambattur in the name of my blog and hereonwards intend to use this as my permanent blog and keep posting my blahs here. Amblog also stands for Ambattur-blog, or Ambattur-log (log as in loag - meaning people in marati/hindi), or simply short for "i AM BLOGging here". If you could think of any another way it works out, please let me know!



Love,

Raghu