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Standing Tall

They say, find a purpose in your life and live it. But, sometimes, it is only after you have lived that you recognize your life had a purpose, and likely one you never had in mind.

~ Khaled Hosseini, And the Mountains Echoed

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Home Coming

A lot of you may not know, my tryst with wildlife, and in particular tigers, started at the same place this image is from. And I am on my way to the same today. 

As they say, I am coming home!

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Must Be Africa

If you ever see a giraffe walking down the road towards you, it must be in Africa.

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A Better Weekday

The way to feel better on a weekday morning is to look at tiger pictures. Even better would have been the real tiger.

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Rise of the Jackals

On a dull, shabby morning, when the haze had overwhelmed, and the sun has acknowledged its thrashing, I happen to walk the minimal known way. The way appeared to be lost in the unfathomable region as though it has been composed off from pages of recollections. The woods noticed crisp, blue was the tone, and as I walked around, I was lost in considerations of the warriors of the area.

Fearless must be them, who had once strolled along this way. A little trail, with an unending compass of marshland around, prompting the regularly finishing woods in front. I was strolling through the fog, and the puzzle was touching my faculties. A spot so noiseless, yet I could hear the life beating in it. Who claims this immeasurable area, whose orders does this spot comply. What a warrior soul that should be who moves around in this stillness.

A sudden stir in the hedge, and I could sense their vicinity. Who might it be able to be, what structure it would be off? Would it an excellent lion lord, or would be the red hot tiger? Then again might it be able to be the stalker panther?

Brilliant skin moved, the haze played me a bonehead, and it played find the stowaway. What do you call that vibe when you sense its vicinity, yet faculties neglect to interpret it. I don’t have the foggiest idea.

At that point at the most distant end of the street, I saw them. Astounded, this was not what I expected by awareness. I let out a full breath as though to let out my failure. They heard and turned. Furthermore, with the looks which must be called as witty, they replied.

I wager it’s their fortification. The spot where they are conceived; this is the place they rest at long last.

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The Wood Spider

A giant wood spider, with its even bigger web

Also this happens to be my current wallpaper on mobile; give it a shot and let me know how it looks on your mobile.

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Dance of Elle

I am sure the reaction wasn’t because the weekend was here, but rather this young fellow got intrigued by our preserve. And a mock charge, which looked more like a show off to his pals around.

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