Maneka Sanjay Gandhi

During this time of lockdown, thousands and thousands of Indians, especially women, have cut back on their daily food and fed the street animals instead. As the days drag on, the money has dwindled because no one is earning any money, but the hunger levels remain the same. My organization has been deluged with requests for money and animal food and we have helped as many people as we can with both. NGOs across India have pooled their resources and responded to desperate cries for help.

Maneka Sanjay Gandhi

I must have pointed out a hundred problems in eating chicken. The latest is something that has the poultry industry really worried. They have labelled the problem Wooden Breast Syndrome or Chewy Chicken. A rising number of breast fillets are laced with hard fibres. In one study, a consumer panel described the affected meat as "tough," "gummy", "chewy", "rubbery" and "doesn't feel right in the mouth".

Maneka Sanjay Gandhi

One of the effects of this corona pandemic is to make you think about your lungs and respiratory system. Can you breathe easily?

It is vitally important to protect your lungs. There are things you cannot control individually (like air pollution, unless you have a factory that is creating it. Don’t add to it by bursting firecrackers or using a car when you can walk. Reduce it by planting trees). But you can control your food.

Maneka Sanjay Gandhi

In the entire lockdown period when I was completely alone for almost two months, I made friends with a crow. The secret is persistence and exact timing. I would come out from a wretched day of solving problems and rescuing animals at 5.30 in the evening and bring two glucose biscuits with me. Then I would start calling : Kaku Kaku and he would appear, sometimes alone or with a friend. I would break the biscuits, put them in a high place – the pillar near the gate – and would leave them there with a bowl of water. He would come, eat a small part after dipping it into water. If the squirrel came to help himself, Kaku would call his friend who would scare away the squirrel and then both of them would help themselves and fly away. I would turn my back after he finished, twice he came and bumped me before flying away. I felt like a girl with her first beau ! On the days he ignored me and the biscuits, I would scold and rant like a jilted lover and put other food out till he came reluctantly, still pretending I was not there. Oh, the sorrow of it !

By Maneka Sanjay Gandhi

Rosamund Young has written a book called the Secret Life of Cows which, surprisingly for a book on animals, has shot to the Top Ten bestseller list of the Sunday Times. It is a very sweet small book about the animals she has brought up and interacted with, specially cows, in her Kitt’s Nest farm in England. She has treated them with kindness and consideration, kept them in as natural conditions as possible. And she has been rewarded with watching an entire other world of innocence and love, play and happiness. She knows all of them by name and describes their personalities.