When Madras, now Chennai, was flooded, due to mismanagement of reservoirs on top of heavy rains, my cockatiels suffered too. All the four cockatiels were in a tizzy.
For one they were very disconcerted with so many strangers in the apartment, and a doggie prowling around to boot. For the next the complete lack of normal sounds – the traffic, electronic, and other noises were absent. The third was the lack of electricity which seemed to have disoriented them, for the daytime was truncated by more than an hour without lights.
But their worst suffering was the lack of television. God knows what they understand in English, Tamil, Hindi or Malayalam, but more than my mother they want the television to be on in the afternoons.
By 2 o’clock in the afternoon, if my mom does not switch on the TV, couple of them set up a screaming, cussing frenzy. So it was they screamed their throats out, in those 4 days without electricity.
Today morning, feeling a little wicked, I queried them about how would they rank our handling of the Chennai Floods? For their answer, a female crouched on the mud pot cover, and laid a brilliant egg. And then all four cackled and climbed up to their perches.
Heck of a scene. Here is the egg they dropped. And it took a few minutes for the egg to drop on me!
BTW, the background photo is from Dinamalar - the Tamil daily - of the swollen R. Adyar.
For one they were very disconcerted with so many strangers in the apartment, and a doggie prowling around to boot. For the next the complete lack of normal sounds – the traffic, electronic, and other noises were absent. The third was the lack of electricity which seemed to have disoriented them, for the daytime was truncated by more than an hour without lights.
But their worst suffering was the lack of television. God knows what they understand in English, Tamil, Hindi or Malayalam, but more than my mother they want the television to be on in the afternoons.
By 2 o’clock in the afternoon, if my mom does not switch on the TV, couple of them set up a screaming, cussing frenzy. So it was they screamed their throats out, in those 4 days without electricity.
Today morning, feeling a little wicked, I queried them about how would they rank our handling of the Chennai Floods? For their answer, a female crouched on the mud pot cover, and laid a brilliant egg. And then all four cackled and climbed up to their perches.
Heck of a scene. Here is the egg they dropped. And it took a few minutes for the egg to drop on me!
BTW, the background photo is from Dinamalar - the Tamil daily - of the swollen R. Adyar.
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