On any day with a clear sky, go to your roof. Look up. You are sure not to miss a feathered biped with an elongated but deeply forked tail, similar to that of ilish machh or fingey pakhi, soaring overhead. Effortlessly soaring, gliding and often joining in mock chasing of each other.
By the time you have taken a deep breath, the kites have soared up in circles, covering a few hundred metres, and gone beyond your vision. They are champions of utilising updrafts of air and soar in circles when late-morning warm air starts moving upwards, as the sun heats the ground surface.
By any chance, if you are passing through the Buriganga River, from downtown Gabtali near Mirpur to Fatulla in Narayanganj, you are sure to see Bhuvan Chil bomb diving over a piece of dead fish or rat, shrew, floating debris of a dead dog or rat. www.wbcanvas.bd
