Monday, June 12, 2017

Indian Golden Oriole / Maanguil

My bird watching hobby started only a couple of years ago. I do not go to lengths to keep up this interesting hobby because of mainly time constraints and also I am not the most patient person you can find anytime and in bird watching patience is a must. And my limited knowledge related to bird stuff could add in a factor too. 

Thankfully I dont have to go to lengths to see different birds as there are a variety of local birds living in our neighborhood and just a pop into the house terrace will give me a good view of many of them when they stutter around for food.I think the hobby became more interesting when one of my google searches led me to a link containing the name of all the local birds of the state and a clear picture along with to identify them. Most times all you find in many websites is either the name or the picture of the bird and so it becomes difficult to identify a bird that you dont know.For this reason I considered the link perfect for me and had it downloaded immediately in case the link ever disappeared.

One problem that arose after the link discovery is that I started secretly wishing for a very particular bird to appear in nearby area. Earlier I was content with whatever bird came in sight and trying to take a picture but after going through the link I picked two of the 'color fullest' birds and wished to see them. One of them is the Indian Roller/Panangaadai which I soon found to be very common here and flying in thousands during the autumn evenings. There were literally thousands and all flew at a great height so making photographing very difficult and did not perch anywhere nearby but instead choosing to sit on the electric lines near the distant rail lines. I was happy to see them atleast though that too in that large numbers. 

The other one is the Indian Golden Oriole known as Maanguil in Tamil. This was the only yellow colored bird in the entire local bird DB and very pretty to look at and I thought what a fantastic sight it could be if it ever came here. A year went by since wishing so,with no sight of the yellow colored bird and then I came to the conclusion that it would never happen and that they don't live nearby. I generally do not go into lengths researching about the habitat of any bird and left the matter at that.

A couple of months ago one day I was watering the plants and suddenly heard a bird cry that was deeper than the croaking of a crow.I will put it bluntly- it was such a horrible voice.I was alarmed and then looked around and stunned to see the very bird I was looking for so long sitting in a tree in the opposite compound.Wow, who would have thought such a pretty bird would have the most horrible of voices? Also it was as if the Universe heard my wishes and sent this one to come and sit in a place just directly in front of me with a perfect view to photograph. I slowly inched back into the house to get my camera but when I was back out again it was long gone. I did not bother.I was just excited to see it atleast once in real life.Now knowing that it lived nearby,I had confidence that it would come again as the (drumstick) tree in which it had sat was infested with caterpillars and guessed that it had come for feasting on the worms.

I told my mom to keep an eye on the tree (or an ear exactly coz nobody would have heard that horrible a bird cry before- the voice will certainly alert anyone).More than a week went by and then it came again and sat in the same exact place.Perfect to view and photograph. This time again it was its voice that showed its presence first. I also liked the fact that it was not photophobic like the Kingfisher at all. The moment I took my camera to view,it gave a stern look at me then the lunch in front of it and then a look at my side again and decided its lunch was more important and ignored me completely. I took loads of pictures but it never bothered to look again at my side.

Okay that said, this is how the bird finished its lunch, after giving me that stern look.

You can see the big worm in front of it. The bird took it and flew to another small branch nearby giving me a much better view.
First it started beating the worm to death. First right ... 
then left ...
note the force with which it was doing the task. Pretty sure within seconds the worm was beaten to pulp..
and just as we were looking,with one gulp it swallowed the worm
After finishing the lunch, it sat still for sometime giving me a good view of its feathers. Guess it is a male bird from what the internet says on the feather pattern. Then off it flew and never came back. This happened in March and after that I have not seen it anywhere nearby. 

I am not sad in anyway that it had not come back as I had the best bird watching session I ever had and from such a vantage point. The tree had been cut too as it was obstructing the road.Thinking back, I think things happened as if to make my wish come true and if only the Universe listens to some of my other wishes soon I will be ever grateful, :) ...haha.

Don't you think how pretty the bird is .. If you enjoyed this post, there are some more bird watching posts that I have posted earlier - you can find them easily using the search feature.Also please do leave by your comments if you like the post or you have your own bird watching tales to share.

4 comments:

  1. Nice. I never knew that Maanguyil is a bird. I was under impression that some kuyil which resides in Maa maram.

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    1. Yes, I think I had a similar assumption too around a year back,that they would be black just like a kuyil..I guess the naming is after the resemblance of its feather color to a ripe mango..

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  2. Nice Pics!! More than the magnified lens of your camera, it seems you were more connected with the bird!!!!

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    1. thank you ..
      yes.. I was really pleased to see it and that too up close..it was a very good feeling to see it roaming free in the wild..

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