A question-provoking encounter in Kabini

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.

Bandhavgarh Trip Report: Safari 5

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.

Remembering Munna

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.

The Tiger in the Cellar

Old Hag had an interesting story to tell me after a long time. And it has lessons in psychology.

Transience

As I’m about to revisit Bandhavgarh to see my favourite tigers, an epiphany has struck me about transience.

The Orange Ghost Miracle

Nothing out of the ordinary: just one of those days when a miracle occurs and a ghost is seen!

Arrowhead

Meet a guided missile with premium-apparel branding.

Dates with a Star

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…

How does it feel to see a wild tiger?

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…

Morning Blessing

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…

Survivors at Sunrise

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…