The Magical Turkey who came to Dinner!

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The Magical Turkey who came to Dinner!

 

 

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In the wild turkeys are lovely animals, smart and swift, who have been clocked at twenty-five miles per hour on the ground running and who can fly up to a magnificent fifty-five miles per hour over short distances! But the fate of the poor “domesticated” or genetically engineered factory farm bird who cannot walk more than a few steps because of an unnaturally enlarged breast, is horrible, says Ingrid Newkirk in her book Making Kind Choices.

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She says “what we do to turkeys should embarrass us to death. They have excellent hearing and a 270-degree field of vision. Hunters find it difficult to catch them so these cowardly bullies hide in camouflaged blinds and use “turkey callers” to draw turkeys to them with a cry that mimics the sound of other turkeys!

But here is a wonderful true tale to warm our hearts. It shows there are angels on this earth even for turkeys! They have this wonderful turkey dinner at Thanksgiving to spare a bird. For their turkey dinner, they invite a tame rescued turkey to the table as a guest of honor, rather than putting him on it, and inviting journalists to film the bird’s excitement and curiosity as he watches the feast and mingles with the other diners!

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If this is not real and tender magic, what is?!!! This happened to a person named Sam Garcia of Miami, Florida who took a live turkey home for the holidays to be put on the table to feast. But his children had other plans! His family now could not relish eating “a personable bird who likes children and gobbles back when you speak to him.” Now Sam says “At first I called him dinner, but now we call him our pal.”

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The book Making Kind Choices shows us everyday ways to enhance your life through earth-and-animal-friendly living.

Cat-gardening with the Market Kitten

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Cat-gardening with the Market Kitten!

 

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Summer loomed hungrily over the house and the garden today. As I sipped coffee, I wiped the dust off the television, the kitchen ledges, the windows, and most guiltily the books!

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Then I made lemon juice. It always soothes me when I am overwhelmed by so much dust from the road so close it sticks to my house like an unpleasant stalker. Then the garden petrified me: it sat under small hillocks of muddy mess: that old bandicoot had again made tunnels through it to pile up huge pillows for himself during the night!

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It took me half an hour to repair and arrange and comfort the soil to bring back some order to the creepy strangled ruins. Someone had stolen the large Spider Plant that had begun to grow nicely outside the garden gate with its small cheering babies surrounding it. I must buy one today. The cats gobble it up hungrily, like salad for felines.

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What is the point of it all? When you can get all your thrills in napping?

 

I picked up 30 old pots, many filled with fresh home made soil, which comforted me against the rat’s malevolent massacre as I gladly poured it over the old soil. Then I slit the plastic bags holding the green and white polka dots, the dark red and spinach green ones, lifted them out and put them in seven empty pots.

 

DSCN5382The little kitten who had arrived from the market sat between the ivies and tucked her paws under her chest, getting that instant stunningly serene look cats manage to get with that pose. It calmed me at once and made me recover from the bandicoot’s battering of the garden. Then she peered nosily inside the neighbour’s small backyard, and looked up too greedily over the mesh as she heard birds and squealed horridly!

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When she realized sadly that the mesh would keep the birds and squirrels safe from her, she began to watch me as I slogged, the way cats always watch us, especially when we are working hard. And they get that look which says “what is the point of all this? When you can get all your thrills inside sleep?” To prove it she immediately fell into a nap as the sun warmed her.

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The garden began its daily nattering with that part of our heart only it has access to – making me put the pretty yellow and green ivy inside the small antique silver sugar jar a friend had given me on a long ago Christmas. Then I put the always reliable philodendron inside the ceramic pot with a cat on its side, that the friend had also given me and which had maddened her with this sacrilege as it was meant for lemon juice or tea or something she had yelled!

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Maska, or Butter, the chubbiest orange cat, began to squall furiously as I lifted the watering can to water the plants. She thought I was again squeezing that lemon rinse on her for getting rid of her fleas! I told her “Maska I was right in thinking that cats have absolutely no brains!”

Not mollified, still suspicious, she glared at me, hissed and squalled again and vanished.

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The little kitten, still new and wet, had allowed me to wash her several times with the lemon rinse but somehow it hadn’t worked so well this time. It had made the fleas come out of hiding, but they did not vanish as they had before, two years ago, when I had tried it on all the cats. So I began to pick them off her but it took time. Maybe I would need to get the chemical flea spray after all….

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Meanwhile the garden began to gleam as the washed plants got a new look and sudden freedom from all the cats vanishing, dreading the lemon rinse! Only the new kitten stayed on to help with the last gardening chores, by blinking adoringly, praising the labor and allowing me yet again to sponge her with the lemony flea killer! Those horrible hillocks of mutilated soil had left the plants alive and well. Perhaps that huge, eerily unseen rat was kept there by heaven or hell even, for surreal garden-scented lessons to teach me how to survive life’s cruelest enemies or atrophy!

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Even if the fleas remaiFSCN3924ned maddeningly on the tiny cat’s fur, defying the lemon war machine, the garden washed my spirits with its natter and all was well with the world! Before coffee I had discovered a small lost book of Emily Dickinson’s letters to her friends and family, and it waited for me to vanish into, as quickly as the cats had vanished from lemon rinse!

 

 

 

 

Airtel cons consumers with untrue ads about internet time says ASCI

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Advertising Standards Council of India has found three advertisements put out by Airtel to be misleading by promising consumers more than they actually get. It says in its website:

. Bharti Airtel Ltd . (Airtel 29 INR for 1 month): The advertisement’s claim, “Enjoy internet for the full month at just Rs.29”, is misleading by ambiguity and omission as 75 MB being given at that cost may not last for a month .

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5. Bharti Airtel Ltd (Airtel Rs 348 and Rs 299 Unlimited plan): The offers in the advertisement , “Airtel Rs . 348 and Rs . 299 Unlimited plans”, were misleading by ambiguity and omission of disclaime r qualifying the offers that they were subject to terms and conditions.

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6. Bharti Airtel Ltd . ( Airtel Broadband): The advertisement’s claim, “Speed up to 100 Mbps available with this plan” was not substantiated and was misleading by ambiguity and omission the “terms and conditions” were not mentioned anywhere in the advertisement .

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