have you ever experienced this syndrome? Travel thru tiger country--and the staff--of all tiger reserve from the forest gaurd upwards is convinced that their tigers are the best. Like no other. Oh you may see a tiger in Ranthmabhore, but they are tame--so went the dudhwa guys--ours are wild..
ranthambhore feels their coat is better..
Panna-the tigers were (yes were, they are gone now..forever..) were compact--more power packed in their glorious frame, pound for pound....
Kanha--oh so beautiful....
Corbett's oc course are the biggest, grandest..
Of course, the Royal Bengal tiger of sundarbans is the most superior of them all!
(incidentally, in a way i agree--for his life in the mangroves is certainly the hardest, and it must take a very special tiger to survive there..
no logic. no science. just an immense sense of pride in their tigers in their turf, under their watch. i love it..love the pride they feel in 'their tigers'..
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Friday, December 18, 2009
To the (beloved) Dog
Hi, i don't know how it works in your Doggy World, but in the society we deem civilised, and where you are doomed to live, we have manners--a set of rules we live by--i don't know why-but i guess that's what makes us 'higher beings'.
Anyways..here goes. and i would really be obliged if you will oblige:
1) The best way to greet a person is not by thrusting your nose in his/her butt, or crotch for that matter. You hear?
2) my clothes are not towels. that's not where you wipe your face after you eat food
3) toilet bowls are not drinking water. Yes, i know the same logic applies here as in Rule 1 (the smellier, the better) . Still, NO.
4) when you take us for a walk, don't pull. You aren't sled dogs heroically pulling us through ice and snow. If we fall or something--there goes your caretaker/butler/cook/nurse. See, we are only looking after your interests
5) I know the postman only puts in a rare appearance these days. But in his absence the daily help is NOT the substitute. She is to be left alone. she is more important than you. Gettit? don't sulk--she is more important that anyone in the house, hubby included.
6) that nice Persian rug in the drawing room. Ya, i know your favourite--its not a picnic mat--or your dining table. thats what bowls are for.
Anyways..here goes. and i would really be obliged if you will oblige:
1) The best way to greet a person is not by thrusting your nose in his/her butt, or crotch for that matter. You hear?
2) my clothes are not towels. that's not where you wipe your face after you eat food
3) toilet bowls are not drinking water. Yes, i know the same logic applies here as in Rule 1 (the smellier, the better) . Still, NO.
4) when you take us for a walk, don't pull. You aren't sled dogs heroically pulling us through ice and snow. If we fall or something--there goes your caretaker/butler/cook/nurse. See, we are only looking after your interests
5) I know the postman only puts in a rare appearance these days. But in his absence the daily help is NOT the substitute. She is to be left alone. she is more important than you. Gettit? don't sulk--she is more important that anyone in the house, hubby included.
6) that nice Persian rug in the drawing room. Ya, i know your favourite--its not a picnic mat--or your dining table. thats what bowls are for.
Thursday, December 17, 2009
what it is...
wild word. a wild world. my wild words about a wild world..these are just thoughts..words..not stories about what i see, feel..about the work i do. the forests i go to. the exprreinces i have..
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