All eyes are on Japan. A massive earthquake, gigantic tsunami and the atomic crisis have the world riveted as the island nation attempts to battle the ravages of Mother Nature.
With such momentous happenings commanding our attention perhaps it is difficult to focus on a sparrow. But focus we must. 20 March is World House Sparrow Day. The intention is to throw light on the problems faced by that bird in its daily fight for survival.
Why is it relevant to us? The house sparrow likes human presence enough to have co-existed with us for ages. It is so integral to our way of life that it ranks in the vocabulary of first words taught to babies. A decline in its numbers is an alarming sign that our own well-being is at stake.
Once the most common bird in the world, the house sparrow is fast dwindling in numbers. The trappings of modern life have tripped our little friend. Spanking supermarkets with neat shelves do not allow for grain spillage that provided feed at the old-fashioned grocers. Highrise residential apartments are devoid of gardens or balconies, with no eaves or ventilators, which provided nesting grounds. One of the joys of growing up was stumbling upon a sparrow’s nest behind a framed picture in the verandah.
The ubiquitous cell phone that rules our lives is another contemporary aid that is killing the birds. Apparently the waves from mobile phone towers destroy their eggs. Add to that the increase in environmental pollution, degradation of soil, use of pesticides, felling of trees and we have left our little friend with very few options.
Growing up in my small town I woke up to the sound of sparrows daily. Their chirruping was a morning alarm, albeit melodious and long drawn out. When I started to prepare for Board exams I began to wake up pre-dawn to study. At some point the horizon would start to blush and I would feel relief that finally others would wake up and join me. It was then that I first observed a sparrow stir in the tree outside my window. It poked its head out of its wing where it was nestled, looked about, then retreated for a few minutes before it stood up, puffed out and was ready to start the day.
As my study hours lengthened and the bedside alarm became a dreaded companion, I took that as a valuable lesson. To this day when the alarm rings, I follow the sparrow’s example, tuck my head back in and get the grace of a few minutes before I am ready to face the world.
My mother grew up on a farm and her regard of the environment was always agrarian. In a severe winter she would not complain about the gelid air but worry about the cauliflower that would perish. Unseasonal rains would ruin the harvest. A late monsoon meant grain rotting under tarpaulin where it sat in the open, for lack of storage facilities. For more than a decade now I have heard her voice her concern at the disappearing bird sounds in our hometown. She would know. Ever since I have seen her she has put two earthen bowls out on the porch every morning. One filled with water, the other with scraps of old roti or tiny balls of unleavened dough. And every day the birds drop by: sparrows, pigeons, a couple of parrots, a raucous one-legged crow, at times an eagle or two. Of late though the sparrows are fewer – the feed lasts for several days.
In my hometown in Punjab, the breadbasket of India, trees have been felled to increase cultivable land. The hunger for grains has leached soil of nutrients and depleted the water table. Pesticide-induced disorders are rampant among people. Toxic drinking water is a leading cause of death. Environmental peril stares us in the face. The disappearing house sparrow is one herald.
As the story goes, China's Premier Mao found sparrows noisy and instructed Beijing residents to beat their kitchen utensils continuously to drive the pests away. This so disoriented the sparrows that they fell dead on rooftops. The next year locusts arrived and destroyed the harvest. A reluctant Mao admitted defeat and allowed the sparrows back. A lesson in Karma, speedily delivered!
When tsunami struck Sendai, the town was bereft of young people who had moved to cities for jobs. The elderly left behind had little chance of surviving the fury of water on their own.
As the story goes, China's Premier Mao found sparrows noisy and instructed Beijing residents to beat their kitchen utensils continuously to drive the pests away. This so disoriented the sparrows that they fell dead on rooftops. The next year locusts arrived and destroyed the harvest. A reluctant Mao admitted defeat and allowed the sparrows back. A lesson in Karma, speedily delivered!
When tsunami struck Sendai, the town was bereft of young people who had moved to cities for jobs. The elderly left behind had little chance of surviving the fury of water on their own.
An essential balance is eroded when cities become the center of human existence. The decline in bird song vividly illustrates that. We need to focus our attention back on earth and nature.
The sparrow is so ubiquitous that we don’t notice that it is around less and less. However, it is fighting for its survival and we must pause to consider that we are in the same queue.
So, next time you meet someone, follow the greeting with this question: Did you see a sparrow today?
















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