My two favourite things in life are libraries and bicycles. They both move people forward without wasting anything. The perfect day: riding a bike to the library.
― Peter Golkin
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I had only heard of animals and birds on sale in Bahrain’s Isa Town on the weekend. But what I saw yesterday was appalling – several times over! These poor creatures, in 40 degrees C plus temperatures – most of them without even water – were literally broiling in the heat. A peacock, in particular, caught my attention. It was “chained” with plastic ties and covered in a wet shirt, ostensibly to keep it “cool”. Then there were dogs, cats, kittens, puppies, several kinds of birds, even a crow and rabbits, not to mention snakes! While these poor creatures cannot speak, the looks in their moist and forlorn eyes said only one thing: “Take us away from here, deliver us from the two-legged ANIMALS!”
Wonder where the so-called animal rights activists are. And, more than that, where’s the law? The municipality? The police, the animal lovers?
To top it all, most of these creatures, I was told, are sold by the end of the day!
This is one of the most disturbing images of life in the higher reaches of northern India. Because of the terrain, the absence of traffic and population scattered across several hills, porters such as this one carry huge amounts of goods – from boxes, cooking gas cylinders, girders, carpets – and everything else – up the steep slopes. Modern technology does not seem to have reached many parts of this continent of a nation where a very large percentage of people survive – and thrive – on hard manual labour day after day. The picture was taken in British India’s summer capital, Shimla, one of the most scenic places in the country.
This elderly gentleman is as much a part of the Old Manama Suq as the Suq itself. He is at various places, always sitting alone, sometimes appearing to doze off, at times just sitting and staring at traffic and people. He is also one of the most-photographed by visitors and tourists and has even featured in some Bahrain picture postcards. I did once try to talk with him but did not succeed. He looked as if through me. Perhaps he speaks only Arabic, which I don’t, or it’s possible he just doesn’t want to talk. He’s probably carrying a million thoughts; a million memories, good and bad. He’s seen life for close to a century and seen the changes that have happened. Must make a fascinating story – if he talks!