Mhaisal - a village, on the banks of the river Krishna, is in Sangli district of the western state of Maharashtra. Being on the boundary between Karnataka and Maharashtra, it is a confluence of cultures, languages and religions. Though the official language is Marathi, almost seventy percent of the population is bi-lingual. The highway to Bijapur and Belgaum, passes through the village. Agriculture is the main occupation, with sugar-cane, and grapes being the most important crops. Mhaisalkars are lovers of festivals, which are celebrated all year round with fervor and gaiety. (Map)
It is fortuitous that not only do I hail from Mhaisal, but chose, to spend my life here.


Sunday, November 20, 2011

Mhaisal Birds - Rendezvous with the Bottle Brush

Yellow Bellied Sunbird - "What a sweet kiss? Gives me nectar too!"

Yellow Bellied Sunbird, - "I dont mind going upside down, when nectar is at stake"

Oriental White Eye - "Looks like a brush, but mamma said there is manna in it"

Oriental White Eye - "It sure tastes heavenly"

Purple Sunbird - "Would you like to join the party?"

Purple Sunbird - "I, cant wait any more."

Red vented Bulbul - "I just dined on a worm, but I have a sweet beak too"