Monday, June 3, 2024

Magical Corbett - Junior Paarwali

 




Around the hallowed white stoned river banks of Dikhala in the Corbett Tiger reserve a bold tigress named Junior Paarwali had been trying to hunt for herself and her four cubs. Named after her famed mother Paarwali she would walk these paths and recall the lessons her mother had taught her on countless Nights and days. Gifted with some keen hunting skills she had been unable to hunt for the past few days and had made many unsuccessful attempts at making a kill. As the searing hot sun started making its way towards the horizon she stalked a lone Sāmbhar deer blissfully grazing near a green patch adjacent to the waters of the Mighty Rāmgangā River.

She moved gracefully and with utmost stealth, eyes locked on her prey she almost hugged the earth as she inched through the tall grass. She knew that even the slightest rustle of the surrounding grass would be enough to alert her target and send it scrambling out of her reach. As she readied herself with tense anticipation and flexed her powerful leg muscles, a pair of deer’s casually grazing nearby picked up her scent and immediately raised the alarm call. The lone Sāmbhar deer was off on its feet in an instant and disappeared into the Forrest to live another day. Our tigress stopped dead in her tracks and watched as her meal fled. Another failed attempt. Another day to fight. Another prey to search and kill.  

Junior Paarwali seemed untouched by this failed kill attempt, almost philosophical in her reaction, I watched mesmerized as she simply raised her head and started walking gracefully towards the waters of the Rāmgangā. She drank deep and hard from the cold flowing river and strutted back like a proud warrior into the cool environs of the dense Jamun forests. She would have to make a kill soon not only for herself but for her four hungry cubs eagerly waiting for their mother to return. Every hunt reminded her of the lessons learned during hunting with her mother – Paarwali. In the next hunt she will have to adapt and ingrain all of them while at the same time relying heavily on her instincts. Learning and adapting is how you survive in nature. The circle of life goes on, you take and learn from it or perish.         

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Corbett : The Magical Land 




Saturday, May 25, 2024

Start of a Vacation ©Leonard Rebello

Me and my family are waiting eagerly to get into our AC coach while standing on the platform in the burning summer heat for our long distance train. Our train is running about half an hour late. 

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Yes I am irritated . Irritated by the delay, by the terrible heat,by the dusty platform we are standing on,by the noisy surroundings, irritated by the bag on my shoulders carrying my camera,lens and other gear which seems to get heavier as the minutes pass.My face wears a scowl and frustrated at not being able to do anything I bang my leg on the platform floor...

My young son senses something amiss and gives his father a sudden hug and my daughter looks at me with concern and lovingly hands me her cold thermos and urges me to take a sip.I accept the flask thankfully and take a long sip of the cold orange drink. 

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Then in all this mess my wife nudges and with only her eyes points me to a family, three tiny kids, almost infants,with their father... sitting on the platform,in the dust,in the heat,all of their clothes are dirty and torn and hungrily they are nudging their father towards the food and drink stall. The father counts and recounts the change that he has in his hands and gently and painfully nudges his head negatively.

I definitely know what my better half wants me to do but I abhor attention and hate being seen to be patronizing specially to the less fortunate in front of my two young and impressionable kids.

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I gently slip off and lay down my heavy camera bag from my shoulders and step up towards the food stall. As I reach for my wallet in my cargoes I notice and touch a soft hand clutching and trying to unzip the pocket. I look down into two innocent eyes of my son who smiles shyly and hands me my wallet. 

I pay for four milkshake cold drinks and two big water bottles and some biscuits and request the shopkeeper to pls share it alongwith the remaining change with the family. 

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I quickly get back to my waiting family and noticing the train arriving slip on the heavy bag once again on my shoulders. As we get inside the chilled envirns of the train my heart skips a beat as I look out from the sealed window I see the family enjoying the drinks, but for the father who is now kneeling down hands raised in thanks to heaven, tears streaming past his happy face.... Besides me my son looks and smiles at me.... It's a Lovely beginning to an amazing vacation... 

©Leonard Rebello