Sunday, June 8, 2025

The Camels- Clumsy animals

 

The Camels – Clumsy Animals

"The Ship of the Desert"

Clumsy and slow, yet steadfast and wise,
Across the scorching sands it strides—
A living vessel, sun-baked, lean,
The desert’s lord, its patient queen.

No hoof, but padded, soft and wide,
It treads where brittle dunes abide.
No storm of sand, no furnace air
Can halt its march through wastelands bare.

For Abraham, a wealth untold,
For Job, three thousand—priceless gold.
Through Sheba’s pomp, through caravans,
It bore the dreams of desert clans.

And as it walked, the poets sang—
Of battles fierce, of love’s sweet pang,
Of dark-eyed maids and cooling streams,
Of phantom oases in their dreams.

The rhythm swayed with every stride,
The verses matched the beast’s slow glide.
Then faster songs would lift its head,
And drive it forth where silence fled.

No water is stored in secret cells,
No magic hump where liquid dwells—
Just flesh and fat, endurance true,
And salt to drink when journeys are through.

Oh clumsy beast, so strange, so grand,
You shaped the fate of sealess land.
Without your strength, without your tread,
The desert’s songs would all lie dead.

Below, I give a brief historical and biological account. Story:

To the big populations of the East, the camel has for centuries been meat and drink, dress, war steed and baggage animal, the one animated vessel capable of carrying man and his wares across an ocean of sun-scorched sand. The camel has been called the ship of the desert.

We cannot date the domestication of the camel. It runs back to prehistoric times. A papyrus more than thirty-three centuries old mentions this priceless beast. Heat and harsh land in the Middle East, cold lands more bitter and barren in the Far East have made the camel necessary to human life in those regions.

The Old Testament scenes always have camels in the background. These beasts were wealth to Abraham. Job was the "greatest man of the East" because, in addition to sheep and oxen, he had three thousand camels,

All the great Bible journeys, the Queen of Sheba's gorgeous cavalcade to Jerusalem and the long journeys from all parts of the Holy Land; the convoys bringing merchandise to the Mediterranean ports for distribution throughout the West were carried out by camel labor. And there is this romantic fact to be added, that the first fruits of Arab literary genius are camel songs. As they made their long, monotonous journeys across the burning deserts. The old poetic sons of space composed verselets, keeping time with the footfalls of the beasts they rode.

They sang songs of dark-eyed maidens and streams tinkling clear in dreamland oases; fierce rhymes of battle and of contests for wells. The meter was fixed by the tread of the camels, and the beasts marched better in time to their masters' voices than in silence. With a quickening of the songs, they raised their heads, lengthened their stride, and hastened their speed; and new rhythms, more complex lines, and couplets grew to match the new pace. And so Arabic literature, or at least Arabic poetry, grew in the desert, beaten out beneath the burning sky by men swaying and swinging to the lurching gait of the marching camel on old caravan routes.

The secret of the camel's unique value lies, as we all know, in the fact that these animals are so footed that they do not sink, as a hard-hoofed mammal sinks into the sand. They walk on it as a reindeer walks on snow, upon a well-padded foot that spreads under the animal's weight.

How a camel can march for days without drinking is amazing.

In addition to that, they can march for several days through the desert without drinking, though it is not true that a camel can support a huge burden through the wilds for two or three weeks at a time without any chance of drinking. The camel is as fond of water as a thirsty human being, and it has no special way to store up the water. As in other animals, water is stored in the tissues all over the body and is used as needed. After some days in the desert without water, the camel is parched and shrunken. At the first oasis it is given salt to eat, for salt helps the body tissues to store water; then the shrunken beast drinks its fill and plumps out again amazingly.

It was once thought that the peculiar cells in the first two compartments of the camel's stomach were used to store water, but the water contained in the stomach is not enough to do much good in the desert.

The hump on the camel's back is almost all fat. When this fat is used up by the body, water is produced by as much as ten gallons in a large camel. In addition, the animal's body draws upon that reservoir of fatty nourishment for the energy that it needs when food is scarce or lacking.

Sham S. Misri

Monday, June 2, 2025

The Birth of Kartikeya[Shiva's Son]

 

The Birth of Kartikeya[Shiva's Son]

For a thousand years, Shiva and Parvati lived in wedded bliss, undisturbed by the world and engrossed in each other.

At last, the union of Purusha and Prakriti created a golden embryo, the Hiranyagarbha. * It fell through the sky, blazing hot.

The devas, who had been anxiously awaiting such an event, were dismayed. If it falls unchecked, it will shatter the earth!

Quick. Agni, only you can hold it.

Agni swooped down and caught the fiery egg.

It is burning hot!

It scorched him so badly that he set it down quickly on the icy slopes of the Himalayas.

Not able to bear the burden, the mighty mountain flung the embryo into a thicket of Sara Reeds on the bank of the Ganga.

Ganga sheltered the embryo in her crystal, cool waters till one day, a beautiful, golden-skinned baby boy was born.

What a strong and beautiful boy! Surely, he is of noble birth.

*Hiranya-golden, garsha= womb.

The idea of a golden egg from which sprang all life is used often in Hindu mythology and philosophy. It can mean the creation of life, or the first human, or the cosmos itself.

Six astral mothers called the Krittika’s came to bathe in the river.

Look, a baby! He is mine!

He is mine! I saw him first!

No, he will be my son.

Suddenly, the baby had six heads, instead of one, so that all the mothers could care for him.

The Krittika’s took the baby up into the stars, deep into the constellation Taurus, hidden from prying eyes

They dressed him in fine clothes, nourished him, and sang songs to amuse him.

My turn to sing to him today.

He shines like the brightest star in the Milky Way.

Parvati too longed for her child.

O Shiva, I ache to hold my child in my arms.

Shiva summoned the devas.

Where is the Hiranyagarbha? Our child must be born now.

A search began for Parvati and Mahadeva's child.

I set the Hiranyagarbha down here in the snow, but it is not here!

It was too fiery for me to bear! I flung it into the Ganga.

They found Ganga weeping, also searching for her child.

He was hidden in the Sara Reeds, but has disappeared!

Soma, the moon, provided the answer.

Shiva's son is being cared for by the six Krittikas. They love him as their child.

Shiva sent his ganas, led by Nandi, to bring his son home. They found a handsome, laughing boy, glowing with divine energy.

Child, you are the son of Shiva, the auspicious lord, and Parvati, the eternal, divine mother. They long to meet you and have sent me to fetch you.

The boy bowed to Nandi. Greetings, o venerable Nandineshwara. I will come with you at once, as I must honour my birth parents....

But the noble Krittika’s are also my mother's, as they have sheltered and nourished me. They shall accompany me too.

Nandi proudly carried the youth to Kailasha. All the denizens of the heavens gathered to welcome the splendid son of Shiva.

Conches rang, and there were showers of vermilion and flowers.

The young boy bowed to his parents and sought their blessings.

Rise, my son.

Parvati embraced her child with tears of joy in her eyes.

How I have longed to see you!

As my son, he will be known as Guha, as the son of Uma. He is Skanda, as the son of Agni; he is Agneya, as the son of the Krittikas; he is Kartikeya, as the son of Ganga; he is Kumara. *

Brahmarashi Vishwamitra performed the solemn thread ceremony and installed Kartikeya upon a throne.

Tuesday, May 27, 2025

Absolute Zero

 

Absolute Zero

Absolute zero is the theoretical temperature at which the atoms in a substance would stop moving and have the lowest possible energy. It corresponds to 0 Kelvin, -273.15 degrees Celsius, and -459.67 degrees Fahrenheit. While scientists have gotten extremely close to absolute zero, they have never reached it.

At absolute zero, molecules would have no motion.

But even though the molecules in ice are relatively fixed and unable to move around, they and their atoms still vibrate, for even ice has some heat. It can be cooled still more, and the vibrations are lessened. Finally, if they stopped altogether, no heat would be left, and the temperature would be at absolute zero. This is nearly 460° below zero on our usual thermometer scale.

At this point, scientists think that the nuclei of the atoms still have a kind of motion called "spin."

In general, things expand or get bigger as they become hotter and decrease in size as they are cooled, and this makes it possible for the most common instrument for measuring temperature, the thermometer.

Strange things that happen near absolute zero

At temperatures near absolute zero, matter behaves very differently from the way it does in our ordinary world. Helium that is just cold enough to become liquid behaves much as any other liquid, but as it is cooled to about 3° above absolute zero, it changes to another form that has some very strange properties. If an open container of this sort of helium is hung by a string, drops start falling from the bottom, and soon the container is empty, even though there is no leak. The helium flows up the side of the container in a very thin film, goes over the lip and down the outside. It seems to want to get warm; it always flows toward a warmer region.

Another curious effect of low temperature is that of superconductivity. The power to conduct heat and electricity is enormously increased. Lead at room temperatures is a rather poor conductor, but when immersed in liquid helium, a lead wire offers practically no resistance to the flow of electric current. The current thus started in a ring of lead will keep flowing around almost indefinitely.

 

Tuesday, May 20, 2025

J. Robert Oppenheimer: The Father of the Atomic Bomb

 J. Robert Oppenheimer: The Father of the Atomic Bomb

Early Life & Education

Born on April 22, 1904, in New York City, J. Robert Oppenheimer excelled academically from an early age. After attending the Ethical Culture Fieldston School, he studied chemistry at Harvard before earning his Ph.D. in theoretical physics from the University of Göttingen under Max Born. His groundbreaking work in quantum mechanics and quantum electrodynamics established him as a leading physicist.

The Manhattan Project & the Atomic Bomb

In 1942, Oppenheimer was appointed director of the Los Alamos Laboratory, where he led the Manhattan Project—America’s race to develop the atomic bomb. Under his leadership, the first nuclear weapons were built, culminating in the bombings of Hiroshima and Nagasaki in August 1945. While these attacks ended World War II, Oppenheimer was deeply conflicted, later quoting the Bhagavad Gita"Now I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds."

Post-War Struggles & Moral Conflict

After the war, Oppenheimer advocated for international nuclear control and opposed the hydrogen bomb’s development. His political affiliations, however, led to the revocation of his security clearance during the McCarthy era—a severe professional and personal blow. Despite this, he remained a pivotal figure in academia, serving at the Institute for Advanced Study in Princeton.

Legacy & Reflection

Oppenheimer’s role in the atomic age remains controversial. Critics reduce him to a mere "destroyer," yet this ignores the moral complexity of his choices. Like Arjuna in the Mahabharata, he grappled with duty and consequence, believing the bomb would save lives by hastening the war’s end. The Cold War’s nuclear stalemate further complicates the debate: did mutually assured destruction prevent a third world war? History offers no easy answers.

He died on February 18, 1967, leaving behind a legacy as both a visionary scientist and a cautionary symbol of science’s double-edged power.

Sunday, May 18, 2025

Merchant’s Dream, Barber’s Greed, Judge’s Punishment.

 Merchant’s Dream, Barber’s Greed, Judge’s Punishment.

In a small town, there lived a kind and generous merchant named Manibhadra. He and his wife always welcomed guests with open arms, and everyone loved them. But one day, a terrible storm destroyed all Manibhadra’s ships, which were full of expensive goods. He lost everything.

The people who had lent him money demanded it back immediately. Manibhadra had to sell all his belongings to pay them. Soon, he was left with nothing, not even his friends, who only cared about his wealth.

Feeling heartbroken, Manibhadra thought, “I have nothing left to give my family but sadness. Maybe it’s better if I’m gone.” That night, he had a strange dream. A monk appeared and said, “If you touch my head with a stick, I will turn into gold that will last you forever.” In his dream, Manibhadra did just that, and the monk became a mountain of gold coins!

The next morning, as Manibhadra woke up, he heard a knock at the door. “Could my dream be real?” he wondered. His wife called out, “The barber is here to shave you.”

“Silly me,” Manibhadra sighed. “Dreams don’t come true.”

But just then—knock, knock! —Someone else was at the door. When Manibhadra opened it, there stood a monk, staring at him meaningfully. Remembering his dream, Manibhadra grabbed a stick and lightly tapped the monk’s head.

POOF! A huge pile of gold appeared before him!

Overjoyed, Manibhadra gave the barber a handful of coins and told him to keep the miracle a secret. But the barber was greedy and foolish. “If hitting monks turns them into gold, I’ll be the richest man alive!” he thought.

So, he invited some monks to his house for a feast. As soon as they entered, the barber grabbed a stick and started hitting them! The poor monks cried out in fear. One escaped and called the soldiers, who arrested the barber.

At the trial, the judge asked, “Why did you attack these holy men?”

“Manibhadra hit a monk and got gold! I wanted gold too!” the barber whined.

The judge called Manibhadra, who explained the truth. Realizing the barber’s greed and stupidity, the judge punished him severely.

Moral: Greed and foolishness lead to trouble, while kindness and patience bring true rewards.

Silk: The Thread of Legends and Luxury

 Silk: The Thread of Legends and Luxury

Silk, one of the oldest fibers known to humanity, carries with it a legacy of elegance, secrecy, and imperial intrigue. Its discovery as a weavable thread is steeped in legend, credited to Lady Xi Ling Shi, the 14-year-old bride of China’s mythical Yellow Emperor, Huang Ti. As the story goes, in 2640 BCE, while sipping tea beneath a mulberry tree, a cocoon dropped into her cup. Entranced by the delicate filaments unraveling in the hot liquid, she became the first to "reel" silk, unwinding the cocoon’s shimmering strand and weaving it into history.

Whether myth or fact, China guarded this treasure fiercely, maintaining a global monopoly on silk production for nearly 3,000 years. The secret was so precious that smuggling silkworms or cocoons was punishable by death. Yet, the allure of silk could not be contained—it birthed the legendary Silk Road, a 4,000-mile caravan route linking East and West, where silk flowed like gold and empires rose and fell by its trade.

The Miracle of the Silkworm

Silk is the labor of the Bombyx mori, the mulberry silk moth. Its journey begins as a tiny egg, hatching into a larva that feasts on mulberry leaves, growing through four molts before spinning its cocoon. Inside, the larva transforms into a pupa, then a moth—but in sericulture, most never emerge. To preserve the unbroken filament, the pupa is gently steamed or dried, allowing the 950-meter-long silk strand to be carefully unwound.

It takes 5,500 cocoons to produce just one kilogram of raw silk, a testament to its rarity. The fibers, strong as steel yet lighter than cotton, are woven into fabrics that shimmer with natural luster, absorbing moisture without dampness and draping with unmatched elegance.

The Silk Empire Expands

For centuries, China’s monopoly held—until 200 BCE, when Korean settlers learned the craft. By 300 CE, India and Japan mastered sericulture. Then, in a daring 6th-century heist, two monks smuggled silkworm eggs to Byzantium, hiding them in hollow staffs. The secret was out, and silk spread with conquests—Persian looms wove Chinese silk into royal tapestries, Arab caliphs carried it to Spain, and Lyon became Europe’s silk capital under Louis XI.

The Industrial Revolution and synthetic fibers dimmed silk’s dominance, but its legacy endures. Today, China reclaims its throne as the top producer, with Japan, India, and Brazil following. From ancient empresses to modern runways, silk remains the fabric of legends—a thread connecting empires, cultures, and centuries of craftsmanship.

Lustrous, resilient, and timeless—silk is more than a fiber. It is woven history.


Thursday, May 15, 2025

Cliffs and Their Unique Ecosystems

 Cliffs and Their Unique Ecosystems

A cliff is a steep, often vertical face of rock, earth, or ice, commonly formed by erosion, weathering, and the force of gravity. Unlike hills, which slope gently, cliffs rise sharply, sometimes appearing almost perpendicular to the ground.

Among the most iconic examples are the White Cliffs of Dover, formed nearly 500 years ago by Ice Age floods. Their striking white colour makes them visible even from the French coast on clear days. I had the opportunity to visit them during my last tour of England—a truly unforgettable sight.

Geographically, cliffs occur in coastal areas, mountain ranges, riverbanks, and escarpments. Despite their harsh terrain, these vertical landscapes support surprisingly rich ecosystems. Cliffs feature ledges, cracks, and crevices that offer microhabitats to a variety of plant and animal species. These environments, though challenging to study due to their vertical nature, are biologically significant and often overlooked.

The Niagara Cliffs: A Hidden Wilderness

One of the most fascinating cliff systems extends from the Niagara Falls area, tracing a line through the Great Lakes region to Door County, Wisconsin, and disappearing beneath glacial till near Chicago. This region, known as the Niagara Escarpment, consists largely of dolomite rock and has undergone centuries of natural erosion. Notably, a dramatic collapse occurred at Niagara Falls in the 1850s, sending a horse-drawn carriage tumbling into the canyon—a stark reminder of the cliffs' dynamic nature.

Before 1986, the limestone cliffs along this escarpment were thought to be barren. However, naturalists and climbers later discovered stunted forests, ferns, lichens, and signs of wildlife, including bobcats, chipmunks, and snakes, inhabiting the cliff face. This sparked a deeper question: How do trees grow from bare rock?

This simple inquiry led to revelations about an ecosystem containing some of the oldest and slowest-growing trees in Canada, as well as ancient woody debris unmatched in any eastern North American forest.

Cliffs as Distinct Ecosystems

To determine whether cliff habitats are distinct from surrounding forests, scientists examined whether the cliff ecosystem changes in tandem with adjacent landscapes. They found that it does not confirm the cliff as a unique ecological zone.

Sixty-six feet from a cliff edge, the forest reflects regional norms: tall canopies, diverse flora, rich soil, and moderate environmental conditions. As one approaches the edge, the soil thins and the canopy shortens, though tree species remain similar. Within two meters of the edge, conditions change drastically—soil becomes sparse, water availability fluctuates, and protection from snow vanishes. Here, plants such as dogwood, ferns, and grasses adapted to dry, harsh environments dominate. The cliff-edge trees—primarily Thuja occidentalis (eastern white cedar) and Juniperus virginiana (eastern red cedar)—show twisted, deformed growth where they emerge from the rock.

Life on the Cliff Face and Beyond

From the cliff edge to the base, gravity dictates ecological structure. Organisms here endure crumbling rock, extreme temperatures, and scarce resources. Algae, fungi, and lichens inhabit rock crevices, while resilient trees and ferns cling tenaciously to the cliff face. Birds of prey use the inaccessible ledges for nesting.

At the bottom, fallen debris and enriched soil form a chaotic landscape of lush vegetation—dogwood, impatiens, raspberries, and even poison ivy—amid bare rocks and shattered limbs. Snakes are common, thriving in this rugged terrain. As the slope becomes more gradual, the ecosystem again mirrors the rich forest found atop the plateau.

How Do Cliffs Host Such Life?

At first glance, it seems cliff species are specially adapted to these environments. However, experiments revealed a surprising truth: the cliff is inhospitable to all species, including those dominating it. Eastern white cedars, though prevalent on cliff faces, grow poorly there and thrive in nearby forests. When seedlings are planted on cliff edges, they die within a season—but survive for years in adjacent woodlands.