Off to Bandipur, tiger, tiger, can you burn a little brighter?
Here’s my favourite shot from Bandipur ….
Bandipur has always been one of my favourite areas…and what once used to be “Prakruthi” restaurant has now morphed into the Bandipur property of JLR . Almost every room there has a beautifully painted wildlife mural .
Well, since I can do a bit of “swalpa adjust maadi” with
Alas, this time I am not going just to see what I can see. Usually, that’s what I do. And I come back happy with whatever I saw, but never a glimpse of any stripes…..Then, I was told by someone, when I said that I had never seen a tiger in south India: “You lack focus. You are too happy and contented with what you see, so you will never see a tiger.”
OK, this time, focus, focus, focus. Ever since
So having once cancelled my train ticket for today, I went back and bought a bus ticket for tomorrow, and I am FOCUSSSSSSING as I go off. Wish me luck everyone. I have a great fear that these other tiger-sighting characters are swifty exhausting the April 2008 Tiger-Sighting Quota before I arrive there, and will do the usual “The tiger was sighted HERE yesterday” or “Look! Tiger Scat!” (That’s a polite and technical way of referring to
tiger shit tiger waste-products.) I even had one naturalist who enthused, “OH! It’s FRESH and STEAMING!!!” as if it was a fragrant breakfast dish of idlies that he had found.
I don’t want tiger claw marks, I don’t want pug marks. I don’t want to listen to other people’s tiger-sighting stories. I WANT MY OWN TIGER SIGHTING IN SOUTH INDIA. This means YOU, you tiger hiding in the forests of Bandipur. Come on out you coquette, I want to see if you actually do exist, or are a piece of these other people’s fevered imaginations….
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