The Bird Democracy

Since Saturday, there has been nothing but commotion in the bird community. The cause being the Jungle Babbler sisters. There are have been running around bickering in the entire lane, disrupting the peace of the community. Everyone is so irritated but no one dared to intervene, the ladies are a handful. Once Mr. Robin who is the most jovial person in the community told them to speak quietly and he was told off by all seven of them. Poor Mr. Robin, it was so traumatic that he did not venture out for somedays.  But this time, it was not an outsider that had sparked the bickering. It seems one of the sisters had ventured off on her own and made friends with another group of Babblers. This for them was unacceptable and unforgivable. Most of the birds are friendly and would not mind expanding their tribe but not the babbler ladies for them their family unit is closed.  A Portrait of Dejected Ms. Jungle Babbler So, unfortunately when she was caught in the act by the younger sist

In our neighbourhood, there are some birds with incredible nest-building skills. It includes Mr. Ashy Prinia. His gravity-defining nests are quite strong in addition to being cool to look at. We are in awe of his finished works. He is a master at everything, including material purchasing and spot selecting. Many of us consult him for advice on nest design, construction methods, and placement. Mr. Ashy Prinia is a great architect! He has been really busy lately. He has been moving quickly from place to place. We know! He is onto another build. As expected, he has done it again. This time, he has chosen to build his nest right in the front of the garden, on the top most leaf of the plant. It is visible yet invisible. Absolutely magical! We observed him skillfully combining the collected feathers and linen with the leaves. When he was satisfied with the stitching, he began to pile extra soft things into the centre. When asked, the master architect shared his thoughts about his

Good morning! Hope you are had a great week. As you have already read, July marks the beginning of a new season with fresh visitors. A new couple has entered our bird community.  It's the Common Mynas.  Mr. and Mrs. Mynas narrowed their search for a new home in our neighbourhood. The Myna couple is quite private moving and doing things together. They have yet to interact with the rest of the members of the community. We, the birds, are also curious but keep our distance. "We don't want to turn them away, but we need to be cautious. Have you ever looked into their eyes? "Ms. Sparrow remarked. Mr. Bulbul, ever cheerful, chimed in, "Yes, their eyes are beautiful, but they are also sharp and piercing. They seem to be constantly observing and watching us. But it's their call that bothers me." "Yes, indeed. They appear to be making fun of our activities. It's their chuckle-like call that gives this impression "Ms. Sparrow agreed. She

Greetings everyone!  How did your week go? Actually, ours was quite drab. Days begin in a predictable pattern for us. We are jolted awake by each other's calls. Someone else, like us, gets up at the crack of dawn and comes outside to greet us. The human being. She comes in and greets us. Ensures that all water pots are filled with fresh water and that the feeding bowls are clean. She just lets us be, no matter what we're up to. Occasionally, she appears in the afternoon to check on the water pots. She comes up to play in the evenings. But she's been missing for a week. One day led to the next, and there was still no sign of the human. We saw the others, but she didn't appear. Her disappearance has been noticed by all of the birds. No one had seen her, not even the sparrow family, collared and laughing doves, pigeons, or babbler sisters. She has also not been seen on her balcony. Mynas speculated that she might have left. How can she do so without saying good

Hello, my name is Little Babbler and I am the youngest member of the Babbler family. We are a group of seven sisters who enjoy running around and having fun with one another. But one day, the games got the best of me. This is what occurred. It was just another ordinary day. We were having a good time bickering and playing in our favourite garden. Because it was spring, the garden was in full bloom. It was ideal for a game of hide and seek due to the dense green bushes. We were all hiding from my elder sister. I discovered an ideal location underneath a bougainvillaea creeper. Unfortunately, when I went inside, I didn't realise the humans were growing some plants beneath the creeper. A net was used to keep the plants safe. As I went inside, I got caught! I attempted to free myself, but the more I moved, the more I became entangled. I began to panic and cried out for help. My sisters heard my cry and tried to assist, but my wings were badly entwined by this point. I was b