Perspectives on ideas and the wild
For the forest guards of Uchila Camp, the night was never a time for sleep. It was a time for listening to the snap of a heavy branch or the low, throat-tightening rumble of a six-ton visitor. For months, the camp had been a flashpoint. The staff, dedicated to protecting the wild, were exhausted by …
An urgent news, a quick mobilization and it began the way most wildlife emergencies in Assam do. The injured elephant that we had been monitoring for few days had wandered out into the nearby village and was spotted near a stream at Panbari, with a huge swollen feet. The team arrived with tranquilizer ready, dart …
When I joined the forest department, I had a certain image of myself. Striding through misty forests, binoculars around my neck, quietly protecting the wildlife. Nobody told me there would be days I'd be carrying a rubber boat on my head through a thorny forest.It started as a clean, professional mission. My team and I, …
Every morning,I have to travel Physically, emotionally, methaphorically. Glance through the bus window , through the looking glass. I look into the strange past, Stranger future; being certainly uncertain. Sometimes a tickle of emotions, On few days, a fickle jubilance. Like a dreamer I dream, of the rocky bank of a river. Running my hand …