What I am interested in with birds, just as I am with spiders or monkeys, is what they do and why they do it.
Pigeons take to the skies near the Bahrain Financial Harbour Twin Towers, Manama. Summer 2015
Bahrain’s desert is a very busy place in the winter but when people leave after a camping season lasting several months, they leave behind their furniture, tents and even (broken) televisions. This particular camping site must’ve been the place to be when in full flow a few months ago, complete with a nightclub and a DJ in attendance, plush sofas and carpets. Sadly, it’s up to the municipality to take what is now trash, away!
This newspaper and magazine shop, operating virtually out of a hole in the wall in Bahrain’s Muharraq area, is a favourite with Asian, particularly Indian, expatriates, who are able to buy, and browse, publications in many languages. Malayalam, Tamil, Gujarati and even Punjabi, are the most sought after and sellers make a neat packet selling these on hefty premiums. But, again, no price is too much for those who love to read!
“The summer sun is not meant for boys like me. Boys like me belong to the rain.”
Sometimes I wonder why I am in Bahrain – where there is no rain at all in the summer and very little in the winter, when in any case, you do not need it!
Stepping out into the backyard on a rather “cool” and breezy summer afternoon (it’s ONLY 37 Degrees C today) made me miss the terrible summer storms we had back home when I was growing up, the water flowing on the streets, the resultant traffic snarls and, of course, getting drenched on the way back from school!
But, as they say, time moves on and we grow up!
Childhood doesn’t return, does it?