October 9th, 2018

The drunken rats of India

I know, I know, I have been totally MIA, blogging-wise, these last few weeks.  And I have no excuses, no justification, other than the truth.

And the truth of the matter is that I have felt totally overwhelmed by India of late.

As a blogger, the news/what’s up/what’s happening – these are all my bread and butter, the stuff that inspires my blog posts.  But every morning, when I open my paper, there is a litany of one horror story after another.

I’m not naive, I’m really not.  We all know that bad news sells papers.

But the news these days is not just bad.  It’s horrid.

Every day, it seems, another rape, another sexual assault.

Every day, the same old-same old round of political posturing.

And when I step out of my house in Delhi, the reality on the ground ain’t that much better.

So I’ve taken refuge in pretty much ignoring it all.

I run, I walk my dogs, I run some more, I walk in my local biodiversity park, all in a bid to find inner peace, when there is so much horrible stuff going on.

To be fair, the horridness is not limited to India.  It’s also there in the rest of the world.  In spades.

The US…Brexit, in my home country…earthquakes, volcanoes, flooding in south India.

So what’s the answer?

I guess the first thing is not to let oneself get overwhelmed, the way I have.  Not let the ugliness mar the good things, the funny things, the happy things.

India (where I live) is way too big, way too chaotic, way too disparate a country to have all her issues solved quickly.  So one must find pockets of goodness, areas of excellence, enjoy those, and yes, let’s be honest, shut out so much of the harsh reality.


Thus endeth the lesson for today.


So, shaking off this doleful mood, I shall absolutely not address the “bad” stuff today…though the breaking story of India’s very own #Metoo movement promises upheavals…

I shall, instead, tell you all about the alcoholic rats of Bihar.

Bihar, a populous north Indian state that, sadly, usually seems to be in the news for all the wrong reasons, has done it again.

Bihar has made the news the world over, but this news is so OTT ridiculous that it made me smile.

And it is in this spirit ( 😛 ) that I share with you the story of the drunken rats of Bihar.

Bihar is a dry state, but the resident rodents don’t appear to be aware of the fact, & have been happily drinking their way through vast amounts of confiscated booze.

According to the Bihar police, the local rats have learned how to make a small hole in the top of the beer cans and drink it all up…

Now I know what you are going to say, I know, I know…

You were going to say something like, “Rubbish, the cops must’ve made the holes and drunk the confiscated beer” weren’t you?

Well, you’d be wrong.  Oh, so wrong:

By the way, for non-Indian readers, a lakh is 100,000.

So this means that several hundred thousand litres of confiscated booze was drunk by Bihari rats last year and, undeterred by hangovers or fears of cirrhosis of the liver, the rodents continue boozing.

The Economic Times made an excellent point in one of their editorials a day or so ago, and I quote:

“…as they (rats) also seem to have an innate ability to detect liquor even in the safest of official strongrooms, perhaps rats should be trained and utilised like sniffer dogs to track down contraband and alcohol stashed anywhere in the state.”

Cheers to that!

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