I
clearly remember how she stepped out from behind the trees and into the morning
light. I even remember the date (March
11, 2013), and the time of day (7:50 a.m.).
Like the royalty she was, she walked with a confident and leisurely gait
– casually glancing first to her left and then to her right. She turned her gaze again to the left, and it
seemed that her eyes were looking directly into mine. Such beautiful eyes, such a piercing
gaze. It felt as though she could see
right through me… She moved forward and leaned
into a tree, barely brushing her smooth back against its coarse bark as she
walked past.
And then she sprayed urine
all over it.
Since
the time I was a young boy, I have been fascinated with animals, especially
tigers. I often thought it would be
really neat to travel to the jungles of Asia and photograph one in its natural
surroundings, but it always seemed like something that could be done only by famous
zoologists, or professional photographers, or people with tons of money. Last year, I was lucky enough to see that
dream come true. And I’m not a
zoologist, not a professional photographer, and my wallet is sufficiently
lightweight. I’ll launch this blog with
the photograph I took that morning. This
is the first photograph that I ever took of a tiger in the wild. I hope that it is not the last.
Tigers
can be identified by the patterns of their stripes. Like fingerprints, supposedly no two are the
same. After searching the internet, I
have come to believe that the tigress I photographed is referred to as the
“Sukhi Patiya female”. The photograph
was taken in the Bandhavgarh Tiger Reserve in Madhya Pradesh, India.
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