The place we inhabit as much as the present is the memory of it, and it is in the nature of memory to beget the making of more.
This marvel of the rhododendron bloom and all sorts of pretty birds on the spectacular flowers, was the speciality of Chopta in the spring (March and April), and if the initial signs were anything to go by, my timing of the trip was being entirely vindicated.
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.
Part 2 of the 21-day meditation on Nature to mark the lockdown in India due to the COVID-19 pandemic.
A 21-day meditation on Nature to mark the lockdown in India due to the COVID-19 pandemic.
As Bandhavgarh reopens to tourists for a brand-new season, I offer a quick refresher of some of my favourite terms from its unique phraseology.
I find food for thought at Bheetri’s sighting and Sourabha finds elusive tranquility at Shesh Shaiya.
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.
As clouds gathered, what was looming wasn’t rain, but the revival of memories from another era.
We had left the Dotty cubs at Sukhi Talab in the first safari. Would we find them again that evening?
In the first of a series of updates from my latest Bandhavgarh trip with Sourabha, here’s the story of how Sourabha, who had never seen tigers before, saw eight!
A pair of lionesses maraud on a vehicle track late one evening in search of prey.
As I’m about to revisit Bandhavgarh to see my favourite tigers, an epiphany has struck me about transience.
A spaced-in conversation.