Last year I saw crow while driving through remote, wild lush green upper peninsula of Michigan. The site of crows made me a little nostalgic. During my childhood and boyhood days, crows were the only companion during those slow “everybody napping” afternoon hours. ” Ka Ka Ka” by a crow used to part of Bangladesh sound landscape. Most amazing scene were those late evening gatherings of thousands of crows gethered from all over the places. I still don’t know why they had those occassional large gtherings. Similar scenerio developed if a crow died anywhere. Thousands of crows from all sorrounding neighborhood will crowd with continuos ” ka Ka Ka..’
You don’t see as many crows in Dhaka anymore. Espeially those lazy afternoon are no longer filled by noisy crows.
In my boyhood, ( Not too long ago, by the way) I, with a bunch of mates, used to walk to school!!!!! Can you imagine with current day Dhaka lifestyle, walking to school? And on my way , there was a palm tree and hanging from it, dozens of weaver nests, ( Babui Pakhir Basha). During my last several visits, I looked hard, but couldn’t trace a babui pakhir basha anywhere in Dhaka. Probably this generation grew up without having look at a single babui pakhir basha in the lifetime.
Bangladesh is changing. For Good or bad.