Jaisalmer man builds 100 watering holes to save desert wildlife from summer heat
Jaisalmer: As the blazing summer sun scorches the Thar Desert, wildlife in Jaisalmer is battling a severe water crisis. With natural water sources drying up, Chinkara deer—already vulnerable—are falling prey to stray dogs while venturing into villages in search of water.
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In the past month alone, over 10 deer have been killed this way, sparking alarm among locals.
Amid this crisis, 28-year-old
Radheyshyam Bishnoi
of Dholia village, known as the 'Green Man' for his environmental efforts, has stepped up with a remarkable initiative. With support from villagers, he has created over 100 watering holes across the Pokhran region, now regularly filled with water using tractors and tankers.
These life-saving spots have become vital sources of hydration for Chinkaras and other desert wildlife.
Bishnoi, a long-time wildlife protector, said the effort began after witnessing a grievously injured Chinkara enter his village. Attacked by dogs, the deer was searching for water. Deeply moved, he rushed the animal to Phalodi and Jodhpur for treatment. This incident became the turning point that pushed him to intensify his mission to provide water across forested areas near Dholia, Khetolai, and Ganga Ram ki Dhani.
Despite requesting help from the forest department, Bishnoi was told water could only be provided at existing facilities. Unfazed, he continued his work independently. Over the past four years, his team has maintained water supply to the desert wildlife using tractors, pipes, and tankers.
The Bishnoi community, known for its commitment to environmental protection, has long safeguarded animals and trees. Radheyshyam's mission is a continuation of that legacy.
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Environmentalists like Sumer Singh Samta, president of Deg Rai Oran, said that the summer dries up most natural sources—forcing animals to encroach into human settlements. Areas like Lathi face similar challenges, with frequent wildlife movement into residential zones, heightening risks of dog attacks and road accidents.
With limited institutional support, volunteers and villagers are stepping up. Bishnoi's sustained efforts now offer a critical lifeline to hundreds of animals in the harsh desert, turning dry wilderness into sanctuaries one water hole at a time.
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