Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Baby Eaglet

I posted this on my blog about two years ago, and its always been one of my favourites. I have always loved animals and birds, and this is one of my rare posts on them.

Black eyes with grey pupils, occasional blinking would reveal silvery eyelids.... it lay there, crouched, helpless, and frightened to death. After all the initial commotion and hushed 'oohs' and 'aahs', it lay forgotten, battered and unattended.
I wondered what all the noise was about as I climbed up the stairs of my hostel, and I saw instantly a sight that was hard to miss .
Because it was the most beautiful and heartbreaking sight. A magnificent eagle, lay at the corner of the balcony, for a moment I, froze and felt as helpless as the eagle.
"Ooh what happened"...Rims was as awestruck as I, we just stood and gasped at the sight. What do we do? What do we do? After a flurry of phone calls, finally
Harsha comes from PFA(people for animals). By this time, we were fast friends with the eagle, Rims was playing Radio Mirchi songs to him, and we were in the process of baptising our friend.
"Its so
clichéd",...said rims sounding disgusted, and wouldn't let me name him Angel.
Harsha spread his beautiful wings, and I was scared,
" he’s not had water for a couple of days, so has fainted of dehydration, he’s barely 20 days old"
"Ooh a baby eaglet!
"A baby eaglet...there's no such thing as baby eaglet".
We fed him water, and he was up in minutes. "Can he fly"
"sure, in about a month"!
"That long"?
coz it cant hunt yet"
"so its really a baby eaglet"
"i said there
aint nothing known as......"
"Where are you going to take him?"
"Animal hospital"
"can we come visit him"
"we have about fifty birds, you wont recognise him"
Harsh then put eaglet in a shoe box...and I made one last desperate attempt ."Can I carry him"
"uh, no thanks".... and he was gone,
We named him Eaglet (and that’s not
Phone rings an hour later saying he's in the ICU and will be fine. Somehow the image of Eaglet in ICU on the ventilator and nurses fussing over him cracks me up. "You can visit Saturday’s and Sundays", which cracks me up further.
I don’t think I’ll visit him, One day when I look up at the sky, I
wouldn’t be surprised to see my soaring high watching over me. And who says I wont recognise him.

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Vasanth Mohanraj said...

I ve read this before...if am not wrong ,was this ur first blog ??

komal said...

beautiful madhuri when i was a small kid i had hens and baby chicks , cows on my estae lookin at the baby eaglet reminds me of my childhood so much..JGD..
have a peek at my blog too whenever you have the time

Ashish said...

[:)]... Tooo good post...

The Wandering Minstrel said...

aah. feels like so long ago man...suddenly i have this strange urge to go running back to the hostel :)

jaideep said...

if you really want to see him(ANGEL...ER..EAGLET) just think about him wholeheartedly and he will be there for you.:)
And definitely after that say, Hello, how are you doing and what not from your side :).
happy eagle watching :).
and do take some pictures and post it on the blog:)

Goli said...

:) Nice post.

I know this is little off track, but this post reminds me of childhood. the place where we used to stay we used to get quite a number of birds at our terrace, even with young ones. Also you could spot lot of peacocks if you would take a walk early in morning or late in evening.
now all that has been replaced with concrete.

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G Unnikrishnan said...

Good one... Try reading 'How To Be A Bad Bird Watcher' by Simon Barnes, if you haven't already. Quite an interesting book.

Dodo said...

I found a little young one of a bird as a kid... I made a little place for it in a shoe box with a nice little whole - din't know what to feed so gave it some random things. It was dead the next day - realized it's not enuf to just care/love sometimes...

Neat post - keep it coming! :)

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