11 October,2009 09:13 AM IST | | Shradha Sukumaran
Close your eyes and think of Kumaon. The Maneaters Of Kumaon. There's something about looking at a leopard unchained, crouched on the branch of a tree, watching you from its throne while you sit in a precarious, open-ended jeep. And that something clutches at your chest. It's fear. It's exhilarating.
A memory of jungle folklore floats up into your headu00a0 leopards and panthers are the only two wild cats who are mean-streaked, who attack you unprovoked or even when they're not hungry. Yet, you can't stop staring into those ochre eyes, mesmerised.
A safari has that effect. You're slack-jawed from keeping your mouth open in amazement. A giraffe glides up to you gracefully at sundown, its neck so stretched that you have to crane your neck up to see those ridiculously long eyelashes. A herd of zebras, looking like striped horses, linger next to a watering hole.
Two lionesses lounge on a tree at a wildlife park u00a0PIC/JUPITER IMAGES |
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