Friday 31 July 2015

Why save the Bumble Bee...?

The dwindling population of bees has become a global concern as it affects agricultural produce
By ASHIM CHOUDHURY in almora

IF you are a city dweller, it is likely you haven’t seen a bumble bee in years. And there is not much hope to spot one soon either as their numbers are falling. Even in the countryside, their numbers have dwindled alarmingly. This needs to be taken seriously as they are among the best known wild pollinators. It is through pollination that plants and trees produce crops, vegetables and fruits. Though many crops are pollinated by the wind, a large number depend on bees, butterflies, drones, flies, insects, bats and birds.
Bumble bees help pollinate crops like coffee and large cardamom, among many others. The bumble bee is a metaphor, just like the tiger is a metaphor for saving our wilds and the environment. There are 18,000 wild bee species, besides butterflies, drones, hornets and flies, birds and bats whose free services are being increasingly missed. Apples, oranges, mangoes, apricots, strawberries and many other crops are likely to get affected due to the falling bee population. I was in the hills investigating this story when an onion farm in full bloom shocked me. There was not a single bee or butterfly flitting around. The absence of these little winged visitors on our farms has escaped the notice of even farmers and orchard-growers. In fact, many of them are not even aware of the free pollination services these nectar-raiders on the farm are providing.
What escaped the notice of our farmers—and the media as well—caught the attention of experts across the world. The UN’s Food and Agriculture Organization (FAO), the Global Environment Fund (GEF) and the UN Environment Program (UNEP) joined hands for the Global Pollinator Project (GPP), that started in January 2010 and concluded in December 2014. The five-year project, involving seven countries— Brazil, Ghana, India, Kenya, Nepal, Pakistan and South Africa—set out to “conserve and manage pollinators through an ecosystem approach to farming”. Simply put, it attempted to improve the bee, butterfly and other insect (pollinator) population by reviving their habitat—essentially forests, weeds and untended fields that have tiny wild flowers on which pollinators feed and thrive. Europe already has what is known as the Big Bee Project, to address the bee-colony-collapse syndrome.
RELEVANCE FOR INDIA
Why is the GPP so important for India? Kevin Gallagher, acting representative of the UN’s FAO in India, is concerned over the disappearing pollinator habitat. “Declining pollinator populations are one of the greatest threats to the world’s agricultural economy,” he warns. Falling bee, butterfly and other such populations is a consequence of dwindling biodiversity. Ironically, farming activity itself degrades biodiversity and small ecosystems on which pollinators survive, and in turn, help increase farm produce. Unlike wheat or rice, horticultural crops like fruits and vegetables are more dependent on nature’s pollination services. Pollinators like bees, butterflies, birds and bats affect 35 percent of the world’s crop production and are responsible for increasing the output of 87 leading food crops, including many medicinal plants. With horticulture’s increasing importance in food trade and nutrition, the role of pollinators has become important. “Pollinators are closely linked to food security,” says Gallagher. “There’s an urgent need to raise awareness on this issue.”
A key reason for a steep decline in pollinator population is the indiscriminate use of chemicals and pesticides on our farms. These not only kill intended pests but cause collateral damage to the bee, butterfly and insect population. Dr RS Rawal of the GB Pant Institute of Himalayan Environment & Development (GBPIHE), who was GPP’s Principal Investigator in India, says: “Besides the increasing use of chemicals and pesticides that have led to natural pollinator declines, there are bad farming practices like burning of post-harvest fields… and of forests.” Burning not only kills pollinators but also destroys their homes and breeding grounds, he says. This writer was witness to vast swathes of burnt landscapes in the Konkan, where burning farms after harvest is, like in many other places, a common practice. In summer, raging forest fires are a common sight in the hills of Uttarakhand or Himachal Pradesh; these are often lit by locals. Urbanization has led to a steep decline in the pollinator habitat and population. Most wild bees and drones make their home on the ground or on the branches of shrubs and trees that dot the land. But these untended spaces are fast shrinking. “We need to harness the free services provided by nature. The eco-system has to be rejuvenated,” says Rawal.
GPP’s aim is to restore the health of natural surroundings where bee and insect populations can thrive, particularly in times when there are no “flowering” crops like mustard or pulses. In the absence of flowers (food), pollinator populations dwindle rapidly. This is particularly true during extreme summers or extreme winters when little or no flowers/crops grow. The GPP had four main objectives or STEPs—study, training, evaluation and promotion. In the words of Dr PP Dhyani, Director, GBPIHE, its aim was to “increase knowledge of pollinators among farmers and create an enabling ecosystem around farms for wild pollination and finally, mainstreaming wild pollination services into best farming practices.” Currently, while diminishing returns from excessive use of fertilizers and pesticides is a concern, there appears to be no holistic policy on increasing yields through sustainable practices that the GPP espouses.
BOOST TO AGRICULTURE
“The project has clearly demonstrated that pollinators can help in improving agricultural yields,” Dhyani says. “This calls for aggressive efforts towards pro-pollinator policies and programs, both at the national and state level.” The value of good pollination can be understood better when you see a well-pollinated fruit. An apple or a strawberry that is well-pollinated, for instance, grows much larger and shapelier. Besides higher yield, it also fetches higher prices. The apple growers of Himachal have understood this well. But with natural bees and butterflies virtually missing, they are now hiring “domestic” bee colonies to fill the gap in nature’s pollination services. However, use of chemicals and pesticides continues unabated. It’s only a return to organic farming that can revive the natural pollinator population. Multi and mixed cropping, and interspersing farms with flowering plants and trees provide the way forward. Good pollination depends on a wide range of activities by bees, butterflies and birds. Experts are now turning to nature to fill the gap. The plan is to restore natural pollinator habitats particularly around farms.
Many decades ago Albert Einstein has said: “If bees disappear from the surface of the earth man would have no more than four years to live.” In all probability, he was warning us to protect pollinators and save farming from collapsing. The important question is, are our agricultural scientists and policy makers alive to this issue? Will they save the lost habitat of the humble bumble bee?

Monday 20 July 2015

The Organ Transplant Man



Ashim Choudhury

Whenever one of those NRI boys from our school, and there are plenty of them in the US, pass by Delhi there is a call from the St Joseph’s ‘batch of ‘75’ to organize a get-together for the ‘Umrikan’. For the desi ‘boys’ from Allahabad, where our school still stands, there is no such preferential treatment. So when there was this invitation to meet up at the CSOI – that subsidized watering hole for the civil service babus – I wasn’t really excited. Moreover, try hard as I might I couldn’t quite place this childhood classmate. Dr Ajai Khanna’s name just did not ring a bell. To be honest it’s a trifle embarrassing to go meet an ageing man, who was once a classmate, and say, ‘But you know, I cannot remember you.’ No one likes being told that.
I wanted to ignore this mini class re-union. But then when the invitation is from a school buddy who also happens to be an IAS you can hardly afford to say, ‘No.’ So politely, I sent an email querying, ‘Is Dr. Khanna a classmate?’ The babu from the election commission obviously felt slighted and did not condescend to answer. When he finally called up to confirm if I was coming he said, “You don’t know Ajai Khanna?” I was silent. “He was the poorer Khanna from our class, the one who lived in Chowk (Allahabad).” I remembered the snobbery of the guys who lived in Civil Lines. But there was another Khanna in our class as well! I was jogging my memory when Sudhir broke in, “He’s a top notch doctor in the US, famous for multi organ transplants.”
That clinched the deal. “I’m coming,” I said, “You never know, tomorrow I might need an organ transplant.” Though said in jest, at 57, with all the smoking and drinking, the need for replacing an old organ is not something to snigger at. So on that cold Sunday morning I headed for the Civil Services Officer’s Institute. The imposing CSOI building can rival the best clubs in Lutyen’s Delhi. Parking at the basement I was hoping to catch one of our old friends at the foyer. There was no sign of anyone. When I finally called, Sudhir said, “We are in the bar.” That’s how I found Lutyen’s Bar; but not my friends. Another call and he said, “I’m in the PSOI bar.” That’s when I discovered the babus had another bar in the neighbourhood, adjacent to Nehru Park.
I was just entering PSOI when a car blocked my way. It was one of our classmates. “This is the place,” I told him hopping into his car. Rana was all excited, “You don’t know him? Yaar, he’s world famous…Multi-organ transplant karta hai.” Perhaps, he too needed some organ replacement, I thought. Quickly parking, Rana displayed the excitement of a schoolboy who was just about meet Bill Clinton. He was nearly running into the club, leaving me far behind, panting. By the time I caught up, we were in the dimly lit confines of the bar. It took while to adjust to the darkness.
Sudhir stood up among a clutch of old friends. There was one I did not recognize. With him I shook hands asking hesitantly, “Ajay?” The balding man said, “I’m Sharad Bajpai!” That’s when Sudhir responded to the quizzical look on my face with a sheepish grin, “Ajai did not come. There was no message from him either.” A cuss word escaped me and I said, “F*** this is not done!” I was disappointed also because my future planning for having an organ or two replaced was not happening yet. Sensing the gloom the waiter butted in cheekily, “Kya laoon saab!” What did he have? “Whiskey mein Red Label, Black Label, Bulu label…” I was clearly bowled over. Gone were the days of ACP, RC and bagpiper in babudom! It was black label that finally lifted my fallen spirits. That afternoon we also agreed that from now on all those Umrikan schoolmates visiting India would not get any preferential treatment. Instead, in keeping with the changing times, they would have to throw us a ‘ghar vapsi’ party!