The Chase

There are days in a jungle that only promise tracks of several animals; recent ones to couple of days older. On such days a sighting of an occasional Sambar or a sprinting Nilgai extracts an admiration which it deserved for the whole season. Their adaptations and muscles in winter-coat would match Hercules on that day,…Read more The Chase

The Bar-headed Geese

I've been over Sagarmāthā, winked at wall of death. Aerial fights with Golden Eagle, anon the Indian breath. I've raised six Tibetan goslings, in their mountain lakes. Our Gander honked to meadows South, along with other drakes. Bird watchers count the bars on head, divide the total by two. Some are wedded by the rings,…Read more The Bar-headed Geese

Ghost with the rose

In June Daria flew from Moscow to Nairobi, in few hours she prepared things to do list, one that topped was Masai Mara. In the vast stretches of Masai plains where the horizon merges into hills of Tanzania, a stream cut through greened by trees and on one of these trees lazed a leopard whom…Read more Ghost with the rose

Walking in Bear country

Our briefings before a walk in Satpura is around Sloth Bears, and most guests who walk would expect to see birds perched or mammals running away or the smaller creatures like spiders, dragonflies, butterflies, scorpions or interesting shrubs and trees, what excites in their wish list to see would be a colubrid. We were walking…Read more Walking in Bear country