We had some visitors the other day, a band of seven gray langurs. They turned up unexpectedly in the late afternoon, clambered up the guava tree and sat there for a while eating the fruit, having a sip of water, then leaped gracefully back and forth from the Mango, the Neem and the Gulmohor trees.
They stayed the night and we woke up to their whoops in the morning. The birds, annoyed by the newcomers, were making a huge big din. It was like waking up in the jungle.
They breakfasted on mangoes and then moved on. Good thing. I didn't want them destroying the mangoes and I didn't have the heart to call the Forest Department and perhaps have these lot sent to a zoo. They were having such fun.