Hampi - A quest of a different kind

We climbed the Matanga Hill in Hampi , looking for the yellow throated bulbul. This bird  had made the rocky terrains its habitat and has been defying me every trip. This time I around, I stood there in pin drop silence waiting , looking for it. After a long wait, Virupaksha ,my guide got a call and as he moved away, the bird flew in and perched on the branch ,right above my head. I didnt move or breathe, fearing the bird would fly away,which it did within seconds, only to reappear again on the next branch. This time around, I managed a couple of quick pictures. If you are a birder, you should not miss it !

A beautiful poem by Ugich Konitari aka Suranga Date on this post was in the comments section. I thought I will share it with all of you here. Thanks a ton for the poem :)

I've seen her often.
Like me ,
she often flies;
sometimes faster 
than me across oceans
and sometimes 
amazingly slow
to Chennai.....

I've seen her 
on 
the Matangi hill.
but 
wanted to meet her
alone;
and so 
my friend 
sat on a tower
directing calls to her guide.

Although a bulbul,
I watched
like a hawk,
straining 
at the
fashionable yellow,
and the minute 
she was alone,
I flew in
to meet her .....

She thinks 
she stood in 
pin drop silence,
but I could clearly hear
the beating
of her heart .....

:-))