Local butterflying!

Hey everybody, I had been off for sometime, as you would have noticed. I'm back and I'm back for good, will continue posting as regularly as I come up with things to talk about.
Hope butterflying is going good!

It has been a long time since I have had the time to go out long distances for butterfly watching. But local watching has been going on always. It has been quite cloudy in Bangalore since the past few days, makes the city more charming for the people in it, but not the same for the butterflies. Whenever there is a little sunshine, they make the most of it and flaunt their colours for enthusiasts like me to see. Endlessly chased them for pictures, but made really bad ones due to deficient light. Hence, I decided to let my camera rest for a while so that my observation skills are put to test.

There are so many things to observe about territorial marking behaviour among the Pansies. The Yellow Pansy, as I have observed, chases away any other mid-sized butterflies that enter its territory. It is observed more in the male butterfly than the female. As a swift flier, the Yellow pansy can easily "attack" another butterfly by darting towards it. Hence, the butterfly sets up a "perimeter" for itself and maintains its reign.
Many a times, making pictures might not be possible. Or, we might make bad photographs which end up useless. At those times, field notes come in handy. A simple sketch can convey a LOT of things a good or bad image cannot. A simple note can help us remember what the camera cannot. Behavioural aspects of insects or animals can be best documented by notes and sketches.

I don't intend to say that a sketch is always meant to be a substitute when photography seems impossible. A photograph may not do justice to all aspects of the subject, and hence, a note/ sketch will definitely help. Field notes is a very good habit to keep. Here is my note about the Yellow Pansy! 

Another butterfly I happened to see recently, is the Blue Mormon. Papilo polymnestor. This butterfly is usually seen as a lonely flyer. Rarely do we see it in groups: while mudpuddling, for instance. Mudpuddling is the process wherein the butterflies suck up certain salts from moist soil, using their proboscis. These salts are necessary for the male butterflies, as it helps in the formation of certain pheromones in order to attract the females for mating. Many a times, we observe a large group of swallowtail butterflies on moist soil, and Blue Mormons are some among them. This butterfly feeds on citrus species in its larval stage, and is more common in hilly regions. Thanks to the beautiful blue shade and the graceful slow flying, any butterfly watcher will be happy to see this butterfly for as long as possible. Here is my sketch of a Blue Mormon!

A common visitor to our nearby gardens, a high-flyer in comparitively wooded places. This butterfly happens to stray into the wrong places too many times, I have observed. Often have I seen this butterfly getting caught in road accidents. If anyone wants to watch this butterfly continuously for hours together, the best place in Bangalore would be Hebbal lake.

Winged Jewels turns 1 :-)

Hey everyone, thanks for all the support and appreciation for my blog since the past one year I've run it through. It has been dormant for a while, and it will remain a little inactive this year because of my studies! But I promise to keep updating as and when I get time! I hope my efforts to spark enthusiasm about butterfly watching among the the young-blood have proved a little successful. Merry butterflywatching! Hope all of you, and myself, have a great butterfly-year :-) Thanks a lot, once again!

Here's a series of images I made when I visited Veerapura (AP) recently this month. Hope you all like it!
A group of Whiskered Terns (Chlidonias hybridus) enjoying themselves.

The sanguine Sunrise, with his meteor eyes, And his burning plumes outspread! from "The Cloud" by Percy Bysshe Shelley.

To sir, with love.

A tribute to my mentor, MK Srinath.

A fine afternoon of 2005. It was a typical “Sunny Bangalorean day”, as I sat just outside the teakwood front door of my home, reading a book. Duranta bushes beside me, an occasional cool breeze, and the warmth. That’s when I heard something move in the leaf litter near the bushes. I rose to check, and I saw a silvery grey, shiny, graceful thing just glide into the dark corner under the staircase. It was beautiful. I wanted to watch it for a few more seconds, but I changed my mind. I didn’t know this creature. I’d better run away. I called my dad, and told him there was a beautiful snake in our compound. He wasn’t surprised. He’d been seeing it since days, and hadn’t done anything about it. We called snake rescuer Anees. His friend and snake rescuer Mohan came home, and caught the snake. I asked him if he could touch it. He said- “Why not! Its just a Rat snake. It’s harmless.” I held the snake, looked at it with so much awe. He was laughing away. It was enthralling. That was the moment- Wildlife captured my soul.

Months later, a cobra entered my home. I called Anees once again, and he rescued this amazing male. By this time, the word “snake” had my heart pounding with joy. J

And when it came to picking my hobby club in school, I opted for the nature club. That’s when I met Mr. MK Srinath. He was formerly the Education Officer covering South India for the WWF. I also discovered that it was him who mentored the snake rescuer who rescued the cobra which had entered my home. It felt great to know him. He used to screen brilliant wildlife documentaries in his sessions. He used to narrate to us students, his experiences in the wild. He would make fun of those at the last bench that passed comments. He would rag his scandalous students (Haha, yes he would!) He would crack jokes. He was brilliant. The moment he knew I was interested in snakes; he gave me the extra attention, the extra share of his experiences and most of all, he gave me opportunities to handle and feel snakes. He wasn’t physically strong enough to take us on nature-watching trips all the time. But yet, he had a yearly trip to a part of the Nilgiri biosphere reserve, once a year. The first trip of mine, with Srinath sir, was to Bandipur National Park.

2007, October… was when I breathed the jungle air for the first time. The time when I saw elephants, herds of spotted deer, weird looking spiders, and mongooses with a different perspective. It was a two day trip. The second day, with my senior’s Nikon binoculars, I saw this bird. The colours totally messed up the circuitry in my brain! I wanted to know the name. I described the bird to him. He didn’t give away the name of the bird that easily. I returned my senior’s binoculars, and described to him what I saw. He immediately said “You must have seen a Brahminy Myna.” I could do nothing but agree with him, as I knew nothing about the bird.

No sooner I reached home after the trip, than I googled the bird ‘Brahminy Myna’ and figured that it was undoubtedly not the bird I saw. With a lot of difficulty, I made a watercolor painting of the bird. I took it to Srinath sir. He loved the bird portrait. But he’d still not give away the name of the bird. He told me to find new people or befriend some books. He suggested Bangalore birdwatchers’ club. I joined the group, and met a few people that could help me identify my mystery bird. At last, JN Prasad sir ended my struggle and gave me the answer. Pericrocotus cinnamomeus , Small Minivet male. A week later, I met Srinath sir at nature club again. With a triumphant look on my face, I said I’d found out the name of the bird without his help. He said I was right, the moment I told him it was a Minivet and not a Brahminy Myna. There was a cheer in his voice, and a happy face. He said- “See how making a painting helps. You should paint birds more often now.” Thanks to him, I cultivated the habit of painting and sketching birds.

A year passed. And in his 2008 trip to Bandipur, I was able to recognize half of the birds I saw. That felt really good. By 2009’s summer trip to Nagarhole, I had a Nikon digicam in my hands. I had made a lot of pictures with it (not that great, but in his opinion, really good.) He asked me if I could volunteer in his next camp to Muthodi as an instructor for Aurobindo school. I gladly agreed. Here's the very memorable group picture of our Nagarhole trip of summber '09!

Muthodi was heaven. I saw many birds for the first time- Great black woodpeckers, Greater and lesser flamebacks, Malabar Trogons and many more. The Malabar giant squirrels fascinated me much. The landscapes were just beautiful. I fell in love with the Western Ghats.

Then again, I went on trips as an instructor for BNM school. More of the jungles for me- I could never have been more thankful to someone. By now, I was the “novice” grade. I was happy with my progress. A visit to his ‘mini-zoo’ in Padmanabhnagar gave me an idea about rehabilitation, and what a wonderful concept it was.

Car rides en-route to the national parks used to be fun with him. He used to crack all kinds of jokes- ranging from thought provoking to absolutely absurd and senseless. There was always something to discuss with him, and in spite of the busy person he was, he always had the time for youngsters. That was the most likeable part of him. My Ranganthittu visit for the first and second times was thanks to Srinath sir. More birdwatching experiences, newer birds and newer places with beautiful sceneries. By the time I reached 10^th grade, I had gained a lot of experience thanks to him. But the tenth graders had no hobby classes, and moreover, the school shifted. He stopped coming to the school every week like he used to. Then onwards, I would visit him at his place and narrate to him my wildlife stories, even though they were not even close to as interesting as his would be. Gradually, my interest of snakes diversified and intensified itself to the passion for wildlife. Studying and photographing birds, snakes, reptiles, and butterflies became an integral part of my life.

The new school building was entirely the nature-enthusiast’s paradise. I would hide my digital camera in my blazer pocket, and wander off the school campus occasionally. Many a times, I’ve also been caught and scolded. But ultimately, everyone understood how crazy I was about wildlife, and quite accepted the fact that I would never let go of wandering off the campus no matter how many times I’m scolded. My classmates made fun of me when I fostered caterpillars into moths and butterflies, until when I was in 9^th grade. Everything changed in my last year of school life. I had earned some respect, and I came to be known as the ‘wildlife girl’, ‘nature-freak’, ‘animal lover’, ‘butterfly girl’ and etc., it felt good. When I told him about the same, he laughed it off and said- “I knew this would happen. And I know that there still are people who make fun of you. Don’t worry, they’ll have fun the day they read about you in the newspapers.” I laughed too.

By the end of my board exams, my mother gifted me an SLR camera. That was something Srinath sir always wanted me to get, as he thought I made some great images with my tiny Nikon. My new Canon 500 D helped me scale new heights. I became a big time shutter bug. Photography annexed my brain. I would visit him often, and show him my wins and losses with photography. He would be happy. One of my photographs of a family of squirrels really impressed him. He wanted to frame it up in his living room. I got a laminated copy of the photograph, and gifted it to him on his birthday in April 2010. If I’m not wrong, it’s still in his living room, in front of the big cushioned armchair on which he sat, every time I visited him. This is the picture, and it was clicked in my old Nikon digital camera.

I saw very little of him in 2010. I was busy with my board exams in the beginning of it, busy with college admissions in the middle of it, and busy with college and its activities at the end of it. I would still visit him though. I still remember his strange cough-like laughter when I told him about my first Leopard sighting in Bandipur. I did talk to him few days before his departure. And I realized the fact a month and a half later. I was overwhelmingly grieved that I could not see him for the last time.

When I informed my friend Lakshmi about his demise, she said something that really touched my heart. She said he lives forever. Yes, he does. He was the one who opened the door to the wildlife field for her and me. I’m proud to call him my mentor. He was my biggest source of inspiration & motivation, still is, and will definitely continue to be. She also said I was his legacy. Lakshmi, thank you so much for what you said, because I would definitely want to be his "legacy", and do what he did in the conservation field. His contributions are innumerable. I should not only dream of being like him, but try my best to be the least bit like what he was.

I truly look forward to the day I tell myself- "Sir, if you were around today, you would be proud of me."

A Butterflying day, back at school!

Had been a long time since I'd met my old school pals... I mean, the Baronets, the Common Jays, the Crimson roses and many more amazing friends I'd made during my last year in school. I was missing them a whole lot now that I'm in college. So I decided to give my friends a brief visit.

A sunny, almost cloudless day. Blue skies. Perfect. The day began with a few Grass Yellows and Mormons.... met all those I was familiar with. Then later, caught up with a Common Nawab, who was very busy shooing away other butterflies in his territory. Struggled to capture a glimpse of him, was very close to hurting myself as well.

Common Nawabs are very territorial, and the chase away any other butterfly that enters one's territory. No wonder its called "Nawab" ... It wants to reign supreme! But one thing is for sure, he was the king of my attention that day! I did everything I can to make an image that would do some small amount of justice to its beauty. And this is all I got...

After I was done with meeting my winged friends, just hung around the school and had a great time. My lovely school and its lovely campus!

The Incredible Hulk!

Gaurs are one of my favorite animals ever. The strength, the muscle, the power. Wow, lovely.
This one was taken in Bandipur few weeks ago...

My first leopard !

It had been solid two years since I'd visited Bandipur... and this trip definitely made it up for the two years! :D
Avi, Suma and I started off from Bangalore at around 3 in the morning, and after three and a half hours of a peaceful drive, we reached Bandipur National Park! I had no expectations, no wish lists, no nothing. Thanks to Avi and Suma, I had a brand new Canon 55-250mm IS lens in my hand, and I couldn't wait to experiment with it. This was the best birthday gift ever, thanks loads Avi, Chumi :) As I said, no expectations. As we reached there, we enjoyed the morning safari. Gaurs, Spotted deer and some peafowls. After that, we got back to the car and took a drive down Bandipur main road...

Fifteen minutes after we started, Suma casually looked outside her window and said "Spotted deer... leopard..." Then a second later, realizing what she'd said, "LEOPARD!" she exclaimed :D I was thrilled and super excited. This was my first ever leopard. Looking at where she pointed, I spotted the leopard. WOW.... it was SO CLOSE! It gave me a 5 second eye-to-eye look. Must have been not more than ten feet away... for a moment there I forgot about my Canon 500d and my new 55-250mm lens. I was simply stunned by this super amazing leopard. Coming back to my senses, I pointed my lens at the lovely animal and clicked. Didn't realize that my image stabilizer was in the 'off' position..... seconds later, the leopard darted into the bushes.
I looked at my cam LCD screen "Oh damn! The image is too shaky! :("

We waited there for around 20 minutes, hoping that the leopard would cross the road again. And Avinash's calculations came true (as usual) and the leopard leapt across the road and got to the other side of the road. This was definitely the most glorious leopard sighting I could have had, and it happened to be the first one, which made it all the more glorious! :) A good image would have definitely bettered the overall experience. But nevertheless, it was absolutely enchanting. Here's the shaky early morning image of the awesome leopard:


Later on, I got to photograph and observe some butterflies in the Jungle Lodges campus. Some healthy pictures from my new lens...
Striped Tiger:

Three spot grass yellow:
Common Five Ring: