We understood that the tiger had earlier that morning been seen next to the carcass, and was presently resting in the lantana undergrowth. It was only when I saw a video captured by a lucky witness to the incident (below) that I realised, stunned, what had happened.
Sourabha’s first male tiger and first leopard, Kamta’s brilliance and a revival in the belief of beginner’s luck. All this in safari five.
We had left the Dotty cubs at Sukhi Talab in the first safari. Would we find them again that evening?
In the second part of the Remembering Tigers series, a tiger who has the word ‘CAT’ on his forehead and loves to walk in public.
Old Hag had an interesting story to tell me after a long time. And it has lessons in psychology.
As I’m about to revisit Bandhavgarh to see my favourite tigers, an epiphany has struck me about transience.
Nothing out of the ordinary: just one of those days when a miracle occurs and a ghost is seen!
Meet a guided missile with premium-apparel branding.
As Arrowhead sat meditating under a banyan tree, it was quite someone else who was enlightened.
Burly, lithe, has stripes and panache. The Mahaman Male from Magadhi.
When I draw under starless skies memories of midday mimes, on sunlit days and a fairy land, the fondly kept tell vivid tales of a deathless date. For the present is so vast that in it even the past resides. There was an untanned patch of hallow ground, from which there sprang grass green and…
So how does it feel to see a wild tiger? I could tell you that waiting for a tiger to emerge feels like watching raindrops trickle off a roofline while awaiting your beloved – a wistful longing fanned by sweet anticipation. But that wouldn’t let you know what it’s like to melt in your own…
The bounty of some days makes up for the drought of others, and on this day, another page of the Kinarwah chronicles was to be turned over for our reading pleasure. Just as we saw the Banbehi female off on the Banbehi Nallah Road, Vikas turned back to drive to Mirchani and then complete our…
It was the last safari of the trip, an intentionally truncated affair, since we had a date to keep with an annoyingly punctual flight at the end of an 11-hour drive. 25 safaris, including 19 from the previous trip, had passed that year without a glimpse of Kankati’s cubs. Back in May, the first-time mother…