The Moment was calm, the water is splashing with the wooden bilge. The darkness is fading and the morning mist is just melting by the warmth from rising Sun. I opened my eyes to the penetrating beam of sunlight reflected from the moving water and realized Damn, I slept on the deck. I raised my head and the sight was so beautiful that I wished to hold this time forever. The dense mangrove forest floating on river, kids are traveling on the river, people carrying goods on rivers. Not a life I ever lived in. It was my first morning in the kingdom on floating vessels. I was in Sunderbans.
The primary objective of my travel was to find a different perspective of the place. We often discuss Sunderban as a topic with friends and colleagues, but collecting what we talk about, I got nothing. The majority of people know that it’s a tiger reserve and you could spot a lot of wildlife. Of course, you do but if we learn little more about the place we will know that it’s a day-to-day fight for territory between men and tigers.
It is a place so serene that we feel like we could hold time with our thoughts and resume it back whenever we want. No doubt man is forcing his limits into nature. But I feel calm. The life is very simple here yet filled with thrill and excitement. Both excitement and thrill are of spotting a tiger. The only difference is spotting from which side of the fence? Because my journey goes through the heart of the Tiger’s den of mangroves – Sundarbans.
The primary objective of my travel was to find a different perspective of the place. We often discuss Sunderban as a topic with friends and colleagues, but collecting what we talk about, I got nothing. The majority of people know that it’s a tiger reserve and you could spot a lot of wildlife. Of course, you do but if we learn little more about the place we will know that it’s a day-to-day fight for territory between men and tigers.
It is a place so serene that we feel like we could hold time with our thoughts and resume it back whenever we want. No doubt man is forcing his limits into nature. But I feel calm. The life is very simple here yet filled with thrill and excitement. Both excitement and thrill are of spotting a tiger. The only difference is spotting from which side of the fence? Because my journey goes through the heart of the Tiger’s den of mangroves – Sundarbans.
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