Save Birds Save Life Author : VIHAAN SUNEET DESAI

 Save Birds Save Life

Author : VIHAAN SUNEET DESAI


Who doesn’t love kite-flying ? Flying kites is the most delightful experience in itself. The joy of letting the winds fly our crafts . Spreading awareness matters and is the first step in making Sankranti safe for birds and animals.

Well, it’s the month of Sankranti which marks the end of winter and beginning of warmer and longer days. Fun to fly and beautiful to watch, kite flying has always been a major part of the Sankranti celebrations. Little did we know that these colourful & light framed kites could harm the lives of our feathered friends, the birds ?

Every January kites in hundreds of colours fill the skies in India, particularly Rajasthan and Gujarat and Maharashtra. Everyone gather on terraces to watch fighter kites battling for supremacy. The sharper the string is the better chance of cutting the competitor's kite and winning. Flying high in the sky at the end of a long string made using a strong combination of threads, coated with powdered glass (Manja), kites cause a major threat to the birds in the sky. This is the season when birds from different countries migrate to India and make their nesting grounds. They fly quite high and can come into direct contact with the kites. Failing to notice the fine thread while flying, thousands of birds get tangled causing mutilation of wings, fractures, and even nerve injuries or get killed. To the hapless birds in the sky, the thread comes from nowhere and slices through their bodies. Also after the kite flying is done, coils of this sharp threads are found hanging on trees and lamp posts, which is hazard for birds .

Enjoy the Sankranti festival but we should remember to save birds. My sincere appeal to all my readers that please avoid kite flying, if not possible please take necessary precautions where the birds safety is taken care and there is no harm to their lives. Keep first aid box ready, keep handy the emergency help line numbers like the Fire bridage and NGO to rescue the injured birds.



No.Of.Words -- 342

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Those Were The Days ... Author : SHRIYANS CHANDAN MOHAPATRA

  Those Were The Days ... Author : SHRIYANS CHANDAN MOHAPATRA Do you wish you could return to moments from your past? Yes, I wish I could return memories from your past as those were the days. Many people say that growing up is the best part of life. But I disagree. Growing up means a smaller margin for errors, a necessity for seriousness and I just dislike all of those. The only positive about growing up Is total freedom. No one to stop from chasing your dreams except you yourself. But then you need to mature and grow responsible, along with still obeying everyone; that is an expectation that others have of you. Meanwhile when you are a child; a chick whose egg has just cracked, your mistakes are turned into a laughingstock and your naughtiness are converted into a chance to snuggle into your mother’s safe hands. I tell you those were the days. I sometimes feel as if I would give everything I have, even if it means my life to go back in time. Sometimes I feel if only everyone...
Read more

The Lonely Old Lady Author : RIYAA JOSHI

  The Lonely Old Lady Author : RIYAA JOSHI "It started a few years ago. I was thirsty for blood. I had developed a taste for human meat and skin. My first victim, Officer Black, was my gardener. One fine day, he came at sharp 6 in the morning, as always, and watered my precious garden generously. At 7, he came in, and requested me to give him a glass of water. I went into the kitchen, alright, but a glass of water wasn't the only thing I took. As Frank the gardener gulped down his glass, my hand rose behind him and a long, sharp knife came into view. I plunged the knife straight through the hem of his shirt and inside his hot and sweaty back as a fountain of blood splashed my pretty pink dress. I couldn't help it, Officer. You see, I am an old lady. I get lonely sitting alone in the small of these four walls. My cannibalism always seems to overwhelm me. My second victim, was old Mrs. Thomas from across the street. Poor lady, I tell you Officer Black. Always cares for me, y...
Read more

Care Of The Loved Ones Author : STHUTHI TULSIDAS AMIN

  Care Of The Loved Ones Author : STHUTHI TULSIDAS AMIN Hi guys Sthuthi here, today I am share a story weaved by me , so here I have modified the popular story of the shepherd and the wolf, U all might have heard this story, so today I am going to narrate it in a my own way and modify it differently, so lets start. My tittle of the story is- CARE OF LOVED ONES CARE TOWARDS LOVED ONES There once lived a shepherd boy who amused himself by crying out loud, "Wolf! Wolf! The wolf is eating the sheep !" The villagers ran to save the sheep and also came to check if the boy was alright they came because the considered humanity and mankind towards the human beings, which is a major element missing on our mother earth ,. The boy laughed at them, they were angry but ignored it . the boy's name was Gopi. His mother and father died because of some really serious disease which didn't have a cure, he only had his younger brother ,his name was ram, which he loved a lot , he loved him...
Read more