25 August 2022

LION: THE RISE AND FALL OF THE MARSH PRIDE, PART I: RECAPITULATING THE CHRONICLE

A RUSHING span of temporal texture may be assessed from this rendering since BBC's tremendous magnum opus, Lion: The Rise and Fall of the Marsh Pride has just been premiered in UK on 23 August 2022, Tuesday at 9:00 pm (local time of UK) on BBC Two and BBC iPlayer. It is to be available on USA through PBS on 14 September at 9:00 pm (local time of USA). Fairly, it is turning out to be quite an opportunity for me to be able to etch the highs and lows of this dramatic encapsulation. Thanks to one of my close acquaintances, who eventually got it preserved and therefore, grappling the series here in India turned out to be possible. Simon Thomsett, Director and Co-Founder of Kenya Birds of Prey Trust, alongside the vets from the Mara Predator Conservation Programme, assembled to recapitulate one of the great loses that had taken place in December 2015. Eight of the Marsh Pride members had been poisoned, and our search for the truth – yet again the truth about lions, trying to live amongst human beings – turns out to be accelerated. As a matter of fact, it has been a tremendous pleasure to think of the orientation of the Marsh Pride, being featured by BBC and other international broadcasters quite extensively with all their tenacity and tenderness. Dating back in 1980s, more precisely in 1981, we have a projection called Ambush at the Mara (narrated by Sir David Attenborough) and then, Mutual of Omaha's Wild Kingdoms, featuring the earliest tracts of this particular family of lions. In 1990, an hour-long documentary called Kali the Lion came on the air, filmed, produced and directed by Simon King, narrated by John King, highlighting the trials and tribulations of the pride, centering on Kali, one of the formidable lionesses in the making. But the most entrusted and prolonged chronicling was commenced when BBC's Natural History Unit came to film Big Cat Diary. For twelve long years, starting from 1996 to 2008, in all its nine series, the crew has extensively followed the hardships and good fortunes of the pride; they had witnessed the jeopardy in the heart and mind of the pride males, as well as the generations of handing down of crèch from mothers and aunts to their daughters and nieces. The recent years have not been a cakewalk for the pride life, and here we sincerely want to delve deep again. This is their story from the multiple autodigetic narrative angle, told by multiple individuals who followed them.




Jonathan Scott and Simon King, along with Jackson Ole Looseyia, have been the pioneering figures in following the intimate details of the pride life. Here, in this rendering, the trio of the presenters of Big Cat Live (2008) appear once again to recapitulate the old essence of the most celebrated lion pride.
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  Like Simon King, the famous naturalist and filmmaker asserted, when Big Cat Diary started, back in 1996, he was considering himself to be fortunate enough to eavesdrop in a massive continuation of family history that has been repeating its essence since millennia. Merging his concerns with the voice of Keith Scholey, producer of the first series of Big Cat Diary, King states the life of the lions to be so magnanimous that can rival the topsy-turvy of a Shakespearean plot. The shortage of the prey animals pushed the pride to the edge of all hardships in 1996 as they started to film the pride for its first ever series. The old pride males were typically nowhere to be seen. Two 1-year-old cubs, three adolescents – two males and a female, were on the verge of striking out of their natal zone. Although the female offspring should be embraced by their mother and aunts to stay as a part of the pride. Amidst of the hardships, during the first week of filming, two stunning adult male lions were seen patrolling in Marsh area. Just like the "missing piece of a jigsaw," they were initially suspected to be the pride members but soon after their arrival, it was confirmed that they did not have anything to do with the pride. The Golden Mane, as named by Simon King in series, immediately started to advance towards the females but, he received a hasty retreat from their end. Backed up by his coalition partner, most probably brother, Black Mane, he chased off all the females and adolescents of the pride, causing chaotic disruption in the aparent stability of the pride.


Jonathan Scott in early 1980s, rendering some of the first tracts of documentation on Marsh Pride
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  By the last week of filming of the opening series, the audiences were introduced to a lone lioness, who entered into the Marsh Pride's domain. She was sternly kicked out by the pride females. Perhaps, she was distantly related with the pride but in such a predicament of utmost nothingness of the stock, even the guests too, are to ousted so far as the lion society is concerned. At the end of the series, several lionesses were seen nurturing their newborns. It was quite easy to assess why they eventually ganged up to oust the big males earlier. The cubs were in utmost uncertainties due to the lack of prey base. On top of that, their fathers were nowhere on the horizon, opening up the ground for the constant vigilance of the nomadic males.


  Tinges of the anecdotes from Jonathan Scott's scrapbook on Big Cat Diary stars, devotedly illustrated by David Scott, his son.
Photo Credit: Jonathan Scott 

  The essential dynamics started to be intensified when Jonathan Scott caught up with them two years later in 1998. He has been living in Kenya since 1977, and following the intimate details of these great cats ever since his early phase of career here in the Mara as an avid naturalist. By then, the situation was completely changed with the Marsh Pride of lions. Four adult females- Bump Nose, Old Girl, Khali and Notch were still serving the core of  the pride, joined by one of their younger relative called Blondie. Scar, (erstwhile named as Brown Mane) a completely new male, had successfully taken over the pride, sharing power with Scruffy, his slightly less impressive looking coalition partner, giving the pride an ultimate shape of contentment and grace. Unlike the lack of assurance and a relatively nonchalant behaviour of the first series, the Marsh lions bounced back with all the promising layers of action. A whole new generation of eleven cubs were born, sired by Scar and Scruffy. The life of a dominant male is a tough one. Scruffy, the younger male, was almost certainly unrelated to his partner Scar. At the age or nearly six years, he never developed a thicker and darker mane. Here are two instances from Jonathan Scott's Stars of Big Cat Diary (2009), capturing the essence of the duo of this coalition:

  The males could not have looked more different. Scar was a magnificent animal, large-bodied and resplendent in a luxuriant ginger mane that was turning black on his chest. Scruffy was so called because of a mane that would remain sparse all his life rather than thickening and darkening with age.

  But looks can be deceiving. Scruffy was a warrior, braver and more combative than his regal companion, even though he was younger. Perhaps the two males had joined forces as nomads or been born to different lionesses within the same pride: the majority of male coalitions in the Mara consist of just two lions and in many instances they are not related. On his own a male struggles to take over and hold a pride. Together Scar and Scruffy had a future (p. 35).


Scar and Scruffy retreating from the debacle with the buffalo herd.
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  Scruffy, even at one point, proved his ultimate solidarity by chasing off a herd of buffaloes ("The younger male charges to the rescue. He has fought hard to win this territory and these cubs are his futures" – what a brilliant narration, rendered in the series!) that were annoying one of the pride females who had three tiny cubs in the thickets while Scar, the typical "Glamour Boy", sought a refuge. They would have to go on with such a strong bonding so that their offspring would survive. The cubs were supremely thriving with the advantages of the situations. The brutal anagnorisis turned up on the scene when a herd of buffalo created the havoc in the nursery, and Jonathan Scott summarises the situation in the following excerpt:

It is the noise that I remember most, the lionesses' deep, rumbles of threat and fear, mixed with the grunts and throaty clicks of the buffaloes as they try to destroy the cubs. The buffaloes have smelt the lions among the croton thickets – now they can see them. They thunder forward, scattering the cats in all directions. The lionesses try to divert the onrush – they have seen all this before – attempting to draw the bulls away as the cubs panic and run into the open, terrified. From the buffaloes' point of view this is all about 'mobbing' the lions, trying to force them to move so they can eat and drink in peace. Killing lion cubs – even adult at times – helps to underline to even the most powerful of predators that buffaloes are not to be trifled with: a potent form o anti-predator behaviour (Stars of Big Cat Diary, p. 41).

Contrary to the magnanimity of the disruption, only one cub died in that trampling massacre. As Scott narrates here in the programme, "If you wanted to be led into battle, you would make the biggest mistake of your life if you went with the guy with the big brown mane over the scruffy one." He indeed was the real deal. If it was not for him, we certainly might have expected a worse scenario in the humdrums, because "when the chips are down, Scar was absolutely rubbish."


Every dawn in the Mara designates the possibility of new commencement amidst the harsh realities of life. 
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  It was certainly an acid test for the lionesses of the Marsh Pride to protect their youngsters from the enormous herd of buffalo a couple of years earier. As we observed the scene, it was quite obvious to expect the nemesis would dawn upon a large proportion of cubs. Quite amazingly, ten cubs survived that attack. And now in the progression of the third series of Big Cat Diary in 2000, they turned out to be the boisterous constellation of adolescents: "Despite facing seemingly impossible odds, at least eight of those cubs have survived and now they are fit and rather typical adolescents," says Simon King. "Though they may look laid back and relaxed, they've experienced a bit of a family upheaval recently. The young males especially have been pushed out of their traditional home by two adult males. Looks like they have every intention of taking over the territory." In 1999, Scruffy coupled up with a lioness from a neighbouring pride and they killed a cow, resulting in the grimmest catastrophe of being speared by a Maasai herdsman. This opened the door for the new invading males. The invaders were fondly known as the Blonde Males, and it was estimated that they belonged to the Topi Plains Pride, the southern neighbours of the Marsh Pride. Any takeover is quite a natural orientation of pushing forward the gene pools and for these new males, the Marsh turned out to be a melting pot of opportunities. With Scruffy gone, Scar was left alone to protect the pride. Furthermore, two of the older generation females (filmed in 1998) too were killed by Maasai, a consequence of taking down livestocks. Such a blow happened to be a terrible blot on the stability and the prosperity of the pride since in lions' domain, success is counted on the basis of numbers. The sub-adults would eventually proceed as the core of the pride but, that was still a long way to achieve. At the age of two years, they were just flexing their muscles. The eight surviving sub-adults – six females and two males, were joined by three slightly younger cubs (two males and one female) who belonged to Bump Nose. On thier trail to quench new domains for themselves, the Topi Plains males were a formidable duo to be reckoned with. They already had a few cubs in their erstwhile domain but, since the cubs were nearly a year old and there was quite a lesser threat of being killed by other lions, their fathers could be footloose and fancy free:

The blond males were in peak condition. Both were fully grown, though one was older and bigger-bodied than his companion. If they were related they were probably born to different mothers in the same pride, or, like Scruffy and Scar, they might be former nomads who had joined forces in order to win a territory. The Topi Plains males not only looked different, they acted differently. The older, larger male was always first to initiate a foray into Marsh Lion territory, displaying the confidence of a lion who had done this kind of thing before. He was the one who wanted to push on whenever he saw that some of the Marsh Lions were in residence, while the younger male was quick to turn back, long before danger threatened. This difference in temperament may have been due simply to the fact that the younger male was smaller and less experienced than his companion. But as we had already seen with Scruffy and Scar, being the biggest lion doesn't necessarily mean that you will be more willing to take risks or be tougher and more aggressive. It was fascinating to watch how the younger of the two males eventually grew to equal his companion in size, and with the advantage of youth began to hold his own and even dominate him if it came to a fight over an oestrus female. But that wouldn't happen for another year yet (Big Cat Diary Lion, p. 56).

Blondie and Simba on the mission of flexing their muscles in the Marsh territory. 
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  Scar stood out as a remarkably precarious epicentre of the entire narrative. Intimidated and nervous, he could do nothing against this massive flow of young blood. For the dominant male lions, life is always a race against time. The Blonde Males started to proclaim their guts and, had shown their supremacy to everyone by killing a hyena in the Marsh, rendering an immediate effect on the whole community. Though this grotesque fate was never delivered in details on Big Cat Diary, here in this latest rendering, the audiences are indeed delivered with the reality of tooth and claw as the males accomplished the assassination, and reaffirmed their bonding in their "kitten-like floppy cuddles." When the invading nomads step in any lion territory, their attempt to kill any of the resident hyenas is but the indication of their bold assertion that they mean business. For a male lion, who is typically overstaying in his domain after pride life is a real challenge and obviously for Scar, the psychodynamics happened to be drastically changed, shattered. Scar's sons, the young males in the pride should have been chased away by him, in an absolute state of flux, they started to behave like allies with their father. Clearly, Scar needed backup, possibly from anywhere. He was feeling increasingly unsettled even within his own territory, and the essential psychomotor in him got diminished. Simon King brilliantly captures the moment when he recapitulates the Blonde Males assassination of hyenas: "Now, would Scar have come across the carcass of the hyena that they killed? Smell the saliva, and the urine and the scent of two big males? Maybe, maybe not. If he did, what a statement! What a calling cart to say, 'Mister, we're in, and this is what we do.'"


Scar with Kali and her new cubs, and Bibi, relaxing on the flip side of the story.
Photo Credit: Jonathan and Angela Scott 

  Scar had taken over the pride in 1997 or 1998 and just two years later, his leadership was found in quite a shaky predicament. He had to rely on his offspring for meal and, was typically hanging out with a bleak hope of further a pioneering the pride, though he never was such. As Bump Nose moved her three younger cubs into Bila Shaka Lugga (meaning "without fail", bestowed for a high success rate of raising youngsters), the eight sub-adults followed. Occasionally, they met Kali and her four small cubs of 12-week-old. Although Kali's daughter (later named Bibi) was warmly welcomed and often devoted herself in the duty of babysitting, her son received a less warm greeting. The two smaller male cubs of Bump Nose were the favourite ones of Kali's cubs, who used to scamper around them. Quite interestingly, the innate familial moments were not featured in the series. Rather, the show concentrated on the sub-adults' predicament – a bunch of young lions, trying to find their feet.


The Marsh Pride adolescents in an apparently contented frame amidst the recurring flux.
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  Scar, however, only felt his prior position as a family man only at the points of snatching kills from the younger lions. Many male lions die a dreadful death at the hands of rival coalitions or loss their lives to hyenas. The crew never experienced a full-on scrap between him and the invaders. He was quite fortunate enough to cling on to Marsh territory for a longer while. In the meantime, several other lions invaded the pride's home range, making most of the opportunities. Some of the invading females started to hunt down confidently in the Marsh but, killing in other's domain does not certify one to be a territory holder. The future of the pride remained anything but certain.


Jonathan Scott's scrapbook page on Blondie and Simba.
Photo Credit: Jonathan Scott 

  Though 2002 rendered itself to be a flourishing state of affair for the pride, 2003 was indeed yet another year of transition (a chronological mistake can be traced out in the programme since the year had been narrated here as 2004, the very year when 2003's Big Cat Week was on air), not only for the Big Cat Diary for the change of its format, but also for the predicaments of the Marsh Pride of lions. Simon, along with a second cameraman Warwick Sloss, was back on the trail of the old friends of Big Cat, expressing in Programme 1:

This is rush hour Masai Mara style. Everybody is filing home after a hard night's work, but of course the commters here are lions. What an astonishing show of feline flesh. This is hundreds of kilos of lions just filing pass the cars. There are star pride of lions, known as the Marsh Pride and now, one of the biggest lion prides I have ever seen. There are twenty nine animals in a single extended family.


Kali, the grand matriarch leading the one-year-olds on their trail.
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One of the Marsh Pride adolescents trying to examine the presence of the car in its turf.
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But looks can be deceiving. Blondie, the older and larger male of the Blonde Males coalition who had taken over the pride three and a half years ago, was killed by a buffalo in May 2003, leaving his younger companion Simba alone to protect the pride and the domain: "The pride had attacked a cantankerous old bull at night near the spring that is the perennial lifeblood of Musiara Marsh, the lions' dry-season hunting ground. Though they eventually subdued him, they were to pay a heavy price," mentions Jonathan Scott. And, as we have seen with Scar, now Simba was left as the only dominant male of the pride. The success in lion society in terms of preoccupation of territory is counted on the basis of number. Scruffy was killed in December 1999 and since then, the ground was open for the invading males and, being forced to rely on his own offspring, Scar could do nothing in such a vulnerable juncture. Just as Simba and Blondie had estimated themselves as the new pride males, the history was about to be repeated. It is the recurring natural phenomenon that has been repeating itself as an age old process since time immemorial. The spotters had already reported that a pair of young ambitious male lions were seen prowling at the fringes of Marsh territory, looking for trouble. They could easily posit themselves as a challenge to Simba, prompting him to lay his life on the line.


Simba, resting in one of his favourite places in Musiara Marsh. After being singled out, controlling the prideland turned out to be increasingly difficult for him.
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  However, the pride's swelling was a significant impression, caused by the proper nurturance and successful survival of the cubs. In 2002, Kali along with two younger generations females- White Eye and Red (Mama Lugga) had a total of ten cubs in crèch. The addition of six younger cubs (belonging to Lispy and Split Nose, the Blonde Sisters) made it up to sixteen boisterous cubs- ten of them were about a year old and the rest of the six were nearly nine-month-old. But, the tragedy was lurking behind the curtain of the picture of contentment. Bibi, this time, stood out as a remarkable individual. She had given birth to the cubs in August 2003, before the filming was started. She was about five-year-old, and was one of the cubs who were born and survived the buffalo attack in 1998. Jonathan Scott aptly captures her essence to be a beholder of "sweetness" about her character. Having failed to conceive at the same time as her pride mates, she turned out to be an outcast for the time being. It was reported that there were three cubs in the litter but when the filming started a month later in September, they were down to two – one male and a female. Prior to delve deep into Bibi's fortune, let us turn the pages from the memoir:

Angie and I had spot spot for Bibi. We watched her in early 2000 when her mother Kali gave birth to a new litter. At one-and-and-half-years old, Bibi was a gentle lioness who loved to play with the cubs as much as they did with her; she was fascinated by her younger half-brothers and sisters and would spend hours in their company, fine-tuning her maternal instincts in the process (Stars of Big Cat Diary, p. 100).


Ostracized by the pride, it was a real deal for Bibi to manage to get hold on all her motherly responsibilities. 
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  The lionesses often shun the new mother with much younger cubs while there are bigger cubs in the constellation: "Bibi had very, very small cubs, so she had conceived out of sync. She's been caught in an awkward situation, and she's just irrelevant to the rest of the pride. She had taken herself off to give birth and to have these tiddlers. It was [anthropomorphically] like to have a one-year-old whilst all your mates have got eighteen-year-olds." Knowingly, Bibi was keeping a healthy distance from the rough and tumble of the pride life. But, she was not a complete outcast. Simon discovers in the series that Bibi was "shadowing the rest of the pride, never getting too close — two kilometres or so — within the sight and the smell of the rest of the lions." There was good reason to follow the pride mates, and to maintain a safe proximity. The cubs' father, Simba was having his own problems. The two new males had already stepped in the Marsh territory. As Simon King predicted in the beginning, the trouble was brewing. As seen in Programme 1 of 2003's Big Cat Week, the two males had already launched an ambush to overthrow Simba:

At the key moments in the action it is critical everyone stays calm; get it wrong and you either miss the shot or disturb the animals and the moment fades. As the nomads approached Simba, Dave Breed was keen to move the camera vehicle to get a better angle for Simon — it was risky but if it paid off everyone would be more than happy. Simon was trying to film and commentate at the same time, no easy matter when you need to keep your eye to the viewfinder, gather your thoughts and sound coherent. But Dave had to break in. Simon agreed: 'Interrupt me whenever.' Dave moved hurriedly — it was his call and the right one (Stars of Big Cat Diary, p. 94).


The invading males closing their gap on Simba.
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And the chase began. Simba, though had age and experience on his side, wisely retreated – "Go Simba, run boy, run!" Nobody really wants to get injured in the clash. But, it was just an acid test in the beginning. Serious take overs do require a lot of time. When Simba and Blondie stepped in the Marsh, they themselves took a significant amount of time to be finally estimated males. Everyone would have expected a valorous gladiatorship from Simba, who would be pushing his lucks to oust the males, but lions want to live as any other on earth, and far from the make-beleive miliue of bravado, they tend to seek the refuge. These two outsiders were in their prime. The male with thicker and darker mane- nearly four-and-a-half-year old (who is often mistakenly identified as Notch, the next dominant male after Simba) was profoundly confident to proclaim his presence in other lions' territory- an act of ultimate provocation. His companion- about three-and-a-half-year old was less sure of himself and, stepped into attack only on the basis of dependence on his elder companion.


Perils on the corner. 
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  It was not at all an easy task for a single lioness to raise her cubs completely on her own. To flourish, lions have to depend on the alliance with their relatives and family members. Now, Bibi and her cubs were now completely exposed to the grave danger. Although, the males eventually lost interest and Bibi was successful to keep them away by her exaggerated snarls and grunts, and by always staying close to the cubs, keeping an eye on the inavders. Her cubs were spared for then at least. Meanwhile, the pride seemed to be doing well. Simba, their lone guardian was reported to be with them. In the Mara, it is massively difficult for a single male lion to hold on to the power. There are always some bands of nomadic males or others. Simba's only hope was clinging on his regular attachment with the rest of the pride. In their tenure, he and his older chump had done really well and, a brand new generation of cubs were flourishing there. The pride proved quite an incredible range of hunting success by grabbing a buffalo cow- having Kali, the oldest and the experienced one holding the position of muzzle suffocation, a "kiss of death"; and Kijana, Simba's grown-up male heir, adding some much-needed power to subdue it. Kijana, at the age of two-and-a-half-year-old, was able to stay within the pride and in the absense of a profound protector, sparing an extra muscle to Simba.


Simon King expressing his concerns for the predicament of Simba in Big Cat Week 2003.
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A martial eagle closely investigating Bibi's den at the fig tree, scanning the prospect of snatching one of her cubs, which was failed.
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  Towards the end of the series, having some trouble posited by the elephants, the pride moved straight in the area where Bibi was staying with her cubs. The one-year-olds were keen enough to try to identify the cubs- whether or not they should be accepting them in the heart of the pride. At the end, the cubs were spared. Bibi was nowhere to be seen at the moment of harassment. She shifted herself with the expectation of having spared her cubs in her absense. The pride lost interest. The cubs moved away and was eventually reintegrated with their mother. Their chance of being seriously harmed was just reduced after having a rough introduction with the rest of the pride. At the end, in Programme 5, the Marsh Pride showed off an extraordinary scene by grabbing three wildebeest in a row, assuring a satisfying meal for the wholeness of the family. Bibi's cubs seemed to be doing well and apartmently safe; and Simba, their father, had remarkably fulfilled his commitment as a pride male and a protector despite all seemingly odds. It was a real sigh of relief to see him at least in unharmed condition. But those two males, or any new group of invaders were expected to be there very soon. Whether Simba would stand and fight, or would he eventually run for his life was still to be seen.


The Golden Four: Red, Bibi, Lispy and White Eye
Photo Credit: Jonathan and Angela Scott 

  Now in 2005, the Marsh Pride was blissed to have their successful core constellation of four adult females, often referred as to the Golden Four – White Eye, Red (Mama Lugga), Lispy and Bibi – all from the litter, born in 1998, the survivors from the debacle with the buffaloes, filmed from the second series of Big Cat Diary as the tiny cubs. They were to carry forward the legacy of the Marsh lions with eight cubs – five males and three females (who would have to gone on to be the most shining stars in the chronicle of the Marsh Pride). But above all, it all happened with the strong protective shield, conjured up by Notch and his coalition partner, the two new pride males. Bibi was eventually reintegrated with the pride but, her two cubs soon went missing, probably perished by the new males.


Notch as the newly estimated pride male in 2005.
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  The eight cubs were ranging from three to ten-month-old and were born between January to June 2005. The youngest members of the pride was Moja, a tiny female cub (later named Charm) along with her brother and belonged to either Bibi or Lispy. To add more about the sub-adults filmed in the 2003 series, they all fled along with Kijana and the two female cubs (named Maridadi and Young Girl) after the rupture created by the opponents of Simba, their father and protector. They were able enough to put a healthy distance between them and the invading males. Nsu Nsu, another female from the 1998's crèch, seemed to act like a bridge up between the new males and the core pride but soon she too got chased off and later on, disappeared. Simba was found at Rhino Ridge, mortally wounder by some young adversaries and vanished. Now, after a natural cycle of restructuring and re-framing, the Marsh Pride represented a true picture of contentment.


The pride of contentment, with three of the Golden Four and the mob of cubs, sired by Notch and his coalition partner. 
Photo Credit: Jonathan and Angela Scott 

  But this scene of contentment might be a bit misleading. 2005 was turning out to be a strange reproduction of the situation of 2003. Like Simba was left alone to fend for himself and the pride after the death of his elder companion, Blondie, Notch too faced a vulnerable predicament. He did have a coalition partner along with him, often referred to as Light Mane. A few months before the commencement of the filming of Big Cat Week 2005, his companion was attacked and killed by three adult males from Paradise Plain area. The lions can count the number of the presence of their kinds by differentiating the roars. A group of scientists, in order to testify the hypotheses, set up amplifier to reproduce the sound of lions' roar, hearing which, three males came to investigate and eventually Notch's partner had a nasty altercation with them, having the most fatal consequence, losing his life. The scientists never repeated such procedure of survey since these are preoccupied with the chance of getting lions killed at times. The cubs that were born during the aforementioned period, were fathered by both Notch and his coalition companion, so it is safe to assert that not the whole bunch, but some of them were sired by Notch while the others were either his nephews and nieces or merely some young relatives because we do not know whether Notch's companion was bearing a blood relationship with Notch or not. In the early days in Mara, at least fifty per cent of the lion pride were accompanied by two pride males and forty-five per cent of them were not having a direct relationship with each other. The seemed to have form a coalition while roaming in their bachelorhood. Same might be the scenario with Notch and his mate.


Old days of Big Cat Week 2005, featuring Simon King as the presenter of the lions' tale.
Photo Credit: Xavier van der Veken

  Simon King had a gut feeling that at any moment, the apparent piece of the Marsh Pride might have been shattered since some of the spotters had reported that a pair of two handsome young male lions were located nearby, looking for trouble and, a fight could take place any time during this Big Cat Week. His assumption came true. Towards the end of Programme 1 of the 2005 series (again chronologically slipped out as 2006 in the programme), Notch was found confronting two young males lions of nearly three-and-q-half-years-old. They were not still fully ready to proclaim a domain on their own. Having an altercation with a full-grown pride male like Notch could also have serious consequences. He was alone, but determined to stand his ground. The invaders, on the other hand, though lacked experience and tenacity, were more in number. The table could certainly be turned on the solo fighter, Notch. A sense of brooding danger was built up gradually. But, the Marsh Pride male was found safe and unharmed the next day. Furthermore, to add a twist in the plot, he was being accompanied by a single young lioness (later named Tamu, the star of the next series). Whether the strange female was a part of the Marsh Pride or not, was anyone's guess at the moment. What was inevitable was that Notch was supposed to make most of the opportunities of having an affair with his new girlfriend. After a number of familial harassments, the Marsh Pride with Notch, the pride male, seemed to acquire a fragment of piece on the block. They seemed to be satisfied with the hunting opportunities presented to them and, their commitment of motherhood was a thing to be reckoned with. Notch, after losing his coalition partner, seemed to keep a low profile and used to hang on with the adult females. At one occasion, Red and the rest of the pride were seen killing a wildebeest and when Notch approached the kill, it was quote uncanny of a male lion. Simon empathically reassures:

Here comes the big fellow, slowly. Interesting – Notch has definitely lost something of his power in this society. He's right at the back of the group. We expect the adult male in the pride to muscle in and to take the intended lion's share. When he used to be with his buddy, the two of them would be charging in, and nobody would get in their way. Now, it's almost as if he's too nervous to eat! Notch, you really do need to get some of your confidence back. If those younger, bolder male lions turn up, which at some point, they must definitely will, you're going to be beaten up, driven out and, have your family scattered and killed!  (Emphasis added)


White Eye and Bibi on the prowl with the cubs.
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Keeping a seemingly low profile and roaring in a limited range might have helped Notch to get a safeguarding but, as the series drew to an end, they all seemed contented and the stability of the family looked apparently safe. It was really heartening to recall a rainy play session of the eight lion cubs, absolutely drenched, and playing with full of intensity — "It's really is the kids going off and playing in the street together. Not from the same litter, not from the same mother but, very, very close" — the essential kernel of a pride to succeed. What strikingly astonishes us is Simon's firm assurance on the pragmatism of the pride after the earlier bunch of the older cubs were scattered, and Bibi's two offspring were likely killed by Notch and his coalition partner. The four lionesses had their own losses in terms of letting the cubs away from the core of the pride, but they would have to go on with it, that is the pragmatism of lion-life.


One of the rare frames of Light Mane, Notch's coalition partner, who eventually got killed by three males from Paradise Plain.
Photo Credit: Julian Aizpurvs


Credits

Sound Recordist: Tom Jessup

Dubbing Mixer: Joe Siddons

Dubbing Editor: James Spooner

Colourist: Daniel Gill

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29 July 2022

FEARFUL SYMMETRY


Fearful Symmetry: To Blake's 'Burning Bright' in a Crucial Juncture
- Pratik Mahapatra

Oh Dear Tiger, 'Burning Bright'
Is it your forest of the night?
Piercing, twisting pairs of eyes
Stealthy blow in your 'fearful symmetry!'

Scratching the greens, thudding the sky —
I can hear the threads of spy!
On what gem 'dare he aspire?'
How on earth is he seizing the fire?

In which prospect, in which art
Could you spare your golden heart?
A trembling lust just 'began to beat.'
With which thunder will come your feat?

Hammering, shivering fates - so chained!
Little to wonder, so much gained. 
Rays to prosper? A deadly grasp!
Tiger jungle in the clasp.

Still when thought will mark its spears
Still some bowers, still some tears.
Will soul let it happen to see?
Till the last breathe, promise we —

Oh Dear Tiger, 'Burning Bright'
It's YOUR forest of the night.
With your grace, with passion high
Grumbling fate we must defy.

— A 3:00 am aesthetic? Just don't know. Yestereve in my previous flashback on last year's write-up on the International Tigers Day, I was in a state of flux — whether or not there would be a rendering from my end this year. A couple of minutes ago, daringly I tried to manifest the pull at the heartstrings by attempting a humble shadowing (I won't call it a parody, nobody will perhaps) of William Blake's "Tyger" from Songs of Experience (1794). Perceivers are requested to be considerate towards some of the unsymmetric gests of metrical scheme. One may see it to be a monologue, asking the tiger about its uncertain faith. Yet an unseen tinge of commitment is never to be missed out. Unfolding the heart's child of this year's Tigers Day for you warm embracement. Dedicating this humble rendering to Rajarshi Uncle (Rajarshi Banerji), whom I always silently look up for his scintillating compositions on tigers and wildlife, and his heart-warming thoughts. My warm regards to you. And to all of us who love this majestic feline, let there be a really, really luminous prospect! Featured one is Naina (KTR T75) from Kanha Tiger Reserve, scanning her domain, back in January 2018.

Original Text:

TYGER 
BY WILLIAM BLAKE 

Tyger Tyger, burning bright, 
In the forests of the night; 
What immortal hand or eye, 
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies. 
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare seize the fire?

And what shoulder, & what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat.
What dread hand? & what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain,
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp.
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears 
And water'd heaven with their tears:
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?

Tyger Tyger burning bright,
In the forests of the night:
What immortal hand or eye,
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

28 July 2022

THE CHAMELEON DIARY (30 JUNE 2022)


RARELY DOES one get a chance to serve Nature, and when destiny chooses us for her own sake, magic happens. I have been associated with a dedicated nature study camp called Prakriti Paather Pathshala here at Tamluk, East Midnapore for nearly a decade, and have conducted many sessions with the school kids to help them identify birds, butterflies and other faunal and floral diversity. This is where I first derived the sap of maxim that enables one to assess and understand the significance of animal rescue operations and their apt relocation. 

  It all started when I received a phone call from Aranya, one of my students stating that an Indian chameleon has been located and protected by some of the residents of a suburb area called Nimtouri. A native species, the Indian chameleon (Chamaeleo zeylanicus) is a species of chameleon, usually found in the Indian subcontinent, Sri Lanka and other parts of South Asia. Like other chameleons, this species has a long tongue, feet that are shaped into bifid claspers, a prehensile tail, independent eye movement, and the ability to change skin colour. They move slowly with a bobbing or swaying movement and are usually arboreal. Strangely, they do not choose the background colour and may not even be able to perceive colour differences. They are usually in shades of green or brown or with bands. They can change colour rapidly and the primary purpose of colour change is for communication with other chameleons and for controlling body temperature by changing to dark colours to absorb heat. 

  When they tried to communicate with the local Forest Department, there was not any reciprocal gest to be cherished from their end. Previously I happened to conduct a few more rescues and treatments and from time to time, there was an urgency to bridge up with the officials for the sake of better accommodation for the animal. Like every time they have done in the past, the department officials rather preferred to take an indifferent stance, letting alone the situation in a state of flux, having no promising resolution at all. One of my close acquaintances suggested that I should be choosing a preferable area for the lizard to set it free since the forest officials' response might not be trusted with ample conviction. Having a fixed direction in my mind, I went to the spot and collected the scintillating reptile in an enclosure, and subsequently set it free in one of my neighbouring areas where the biodiversity is rich enough and the chameleon is sure to be substantiated by an ample supply of his kind of prey base and sanctuary. The joy of accompanying it turned out to be a real marker of my day and as I said, these are the rare moments presented to us to convey our best to preserve the valuable eco-jewels that we are having.

05 February 2022

VANDE MATARAM: THE SAGA OF AN UNSUNG EMPRESS

“When you are a mother, you are never really alone in your thoughts. You are connected to your child and to all those who touch your lives. A mother always has to think twice, once for herself and once for her child.”

— Sophia Loren


Patrolling the Homeland

Photo Credit: Omveer Choudhary

WHILE ADVANCING towards our destination in Kanha in January 2018, as I can can remember – Deepak Ganguly, my fellow voyager and ardent tiger lover, urged that we should be definitely paying a visit to Pench while standing at the entrance point of the reserve for a much-needed break. With the cordial hospitality of Omveer Choudhary, an ace guide and one of our friends who shares the same bower of passion for these extreme big cats, we managed to have the evening shift of safari to have a look around in the domain of Mataram, the very aptly attributed Super Mom of Pench. Though we happened to be warmly greeted by a leopard that evening and two adolescent tiger cubs offered a glimpse of their presence, we turned out to be devoid from the graceful fortune of witnessing the regal patrolling of Mataram in her territorial patch. Since 1990s, when the age of Bandhavgarh and Kanha, as well as some other prominent tiger reserves of Central India dominated the scenario, when very few knew about Pench, it was her for whom the forests of Seoni was relevant at world stage again. She reigned supreme as the Super Mom of Pench, and made the tiger reserve blossom into realty. Love and respect for her can also be realised from the reciprocation that is perceived at the moment of her sad demise. Even at the age of 17, she did not have any major injuries and succumbed only to her old age proves that her authority across the territory was also undisputed – indeed, a special one! This is her story. 



  The Tender Grip: Mataram carrying one of her tiny cubs
Photo Credit: Prashant Saini

  Supposedly, in the wildlife history of India it has never been heard of a tigress giving birth to twenty-nine cubs in a span of twelve years or so! This is the story of Mataram of Pench Tiger Reserve, in the Indian state of Madhya Pradesh. History started to be chronicled in 2005 when she was born to Barhi Maada on whom the tripartite documentary film Tiger: Spy in the Jungle (2008) was made by BBC Natural History Unit, directed by John Downer (concerning whom, I can remember a verbal dispute with an infamous wildlife-based Bengali magazine), and narrated by the Sir David Attenborough. Nobody knew at that time that she will be a legend in the making – motherhood personified. She is one of the reasons for the increasing tiger population in the domain of the Satpura landscape. Of twenty-nine cubs, twenty-six have survived till date. 



 The Genesis of the Pioneer: Barhi Maada or T5 on a lookout

Photo Credit: BBC

  It all started in September 2005 when some Mahavats spotted a tiger family of five in the Adjalmata area under Karmajhri Range. At that time the cubs (two females and two males) were only 1-week-old, and Barhi Maada used to carry them in her mouth from one place to another for safety. What a beautiful glimpse of motherhood indeed!  When the cubs were around a year old, the mother started training her cubs for the survival and once the same was noticed by a patrolling team which astonished them. Barhi Maada bought a chital fawn which was hurt in the forelimb and could not run away and kept it in front of the cubs. When one of the cubs approached it started making loud noises which scared away the cubs, the mother again got hold of the fawn and kept it near the cubs and the fawn again made loud noises on which the cubs ran away this went on for a while. Finally, one of the male cubs came forward and killed the fawn and started feasting on it gradually the other cubs joined in. This made the cub confident in making his kill and surviving. By the age of a coupe of years old, the cubs accompanied their mother and soon after, left their mother's home range, making their own territories. 


Stealthy Stalk: Barhi Maada approaching a small herd of chital (Above)
Photo Credit: BBC

Family Time: The adolescents enjoying the restful hours with their mother (Below)
Photo Credit: BBC


  The territory of Mataram was around the Alikata near Kalapahad-Sitaghat and her sister made her domain near the Baaghin Nala area, who, later on, came to be known as Baaghin Nala Tigress. However, Mataram was radio-collared on March 11, 2008, the first-ever radio-collaring to be done in Pench, upholding her to be bestowed with her famous name – Collarwali. At the age of two-and-a-half years, Mataram gave birth to her first litter in May 2008. Quite an early age to commence one's journey of commitment as a mother. Unlike many or her own kind, Mataram turned out to be the first-time mother in such a tender age of raw adolescence. She was sighted with one male and two female cubs in the Kalapahad area. Unfortunately, all the three cubs died of pneumonia. The second litter was spotted by Mahavats when they saw a tigress on a chital kill with her teats swelled. When they followed her in the region, they saw her calling her cubs and four beautiful cubs came out and started suckling. She had given birth to four cubs – three males and a female.

 Eyes on the Vicinity: Mataram with one of the sub-adults 

Photo Credit: Omveer Choudhary

  Her third litter was something to be reckoned with in the story in Pench in particular, and in the history of tiger conservation in general, when she was spotted with five cubs in October 2010 – one male and four female cubs. Out of the four females, one K5 was shifted to Panna in January 2014. She has given birth to three cubs in Panna glorifying the name of her mother. However  the cubs of the fourth litter were seen in May 2012 of one male and two females, later among these three cubs, one female was found dead in the Bijamata area in April 2013. The cubs of the fifth litter were sighted in October 2013. Three males all of which survived and during the last year they were the show stoppers in Pench as they were frequently sighted by tourists. One of the cubs of the fifth litter has been nicknamed as Chhota Charger after the ertswhile famous tiger Charger from Bandhavgarh because of his instincts of delivering mock charges and grumpy growling towards tourist gypsies. 

Cooling Off: Mataram on the move from one of her favourite resting spots

Photo Credit: Omveer Choudhary

  In January 2015, Mataram was spotted with bulge in the belly, and everyone awaited another litter. Finally, in April 2015, the patrolling team spotted her with four beautiful cubs – two males and two females. Since the opening of the season of 2016-17, it was noticed that Mataram was again pregnant and the entire fraternity was awaiting the good news of the record-breaking phenomenon of the birth of the cubs. She was spotted at end of December 2016, and all knew she had given birth to a seventh litter, but not even the forest team could locate her cubs at that point of time. However, in the beginning of January 2017, the forest patrolling team located four cubs of this litter. It was like a celebration in Pench on getting such a fantastic news. With this now she has given birth to twenty-six cubs which are world record in itself! But during March the news started coming in that only three cubs were being sighted regularly by the forest patrolling team, which definitely meant one of the cubs could not make it to the maturity. One of the tourists and die-heart Pench lover records his experience: 

Since the news of the seventh litter, I was eagerly waiting to get a glimpse of the cubs for the last four months and was alert on regular updates from the park. I was getting the report that she was keeping her cubs on the island on the Pench River which is her favourite place. As there were territorial disputes in the main  she kept her cubs at the island and when she sensed that now the danger is over, then around the first week of May she brought her cubs to the mainland. I still remember the day when I was inside the jungle for a safari and got the news that Mataram is with her cubs in the central area of the park, but alas by the time I reached there she went inside the lantanas with her cubs, and hardly any vehicles saw her other than the forest people — it was very disheartening for me but then n there decided to take chance next day morning safari. Placed our gypsy at 4:00 a.m. at the gate to enter first once inside drove straight to the area where she was last evening, waited for few minutes and crisscrossing the same area, suddenly a lone sambar call ... and my wife said there she has been walking like a queen. It was 6:15 a.m., she came out alone in the saucer and quenched her thirst – even while she was drinking her eyes were continuously surveying the area and then after 10 minutes again she vanished inside. Now we were sure she, along with her cubs was in that area. So we waited there all other gypsies went away as that day sightings were happening all across Pench but my target was only Mataram. Then around 8:10 a.m., I was standing on the Malkundam road when saw two forest guards running towards us, when they neared our gypsy said, "Sir, Mataram bachey lekar arahi hein." Hearing that I said them either to go to the centre point camp or board the gypsy on that they said that they would go to the camp from the backside. Within a few minutes after the guards went ten pairs of eyes on our gypsy were looking towards the direction and scanning the area and slowly the queen appeared from the bushes with her cubs. What a sighting it was for us! She came to the water saucer, and sat first and later on the three cubs came behind her to drink water, as it was the first day for her cubs in front of the world as a mother she continuously guarded the cubs, that day I saw what an experienced mother with previous twenty-two cubs do to rear her cubs. Till date, when I think of the moment get goosebumps and really we all felt crying after getting the first glimpse of the cubs!


Adieu: Mataram on her heavenly abode

Photo Courtesy: Tigers of Central India (Facebook)

  Mataram just happened to be the undisputed empress of Pench and she is an epitome of how a single individual can make a difference by making such a much-needed contribution to her gene pool. Sadly, a royal denizen of her stature, did not get that tinge of recognition like her species-cousin Machli from Ranthambore – something that I call Tiger Capitalism for good reasons. Machli is a name, which is known to all across the wildlife enthusiasts in the world, and claimed to be God Mother of Ranthambore with nine cubs, delivered in four litters – quite a justifiable reason. Should not we think that Mataram also should have been known to the wildlife fraternity of the world with the same enigma? She is one of the major factors for the tiger population not only in Pench, but the Satpura-Maikal landscape of central India as her cubs have been traced in Nagzira in Maharashtra, Satpura in Madhya Pradesh and in the corridors which are connected with Pench. Mataram's is a legacy that is the ultimate beacon of eternity, and without her, Pench will not be the same:

The last rays of the setting sun was bellowing a majestic abendrot across the meadows of the Seoni green. The magisterial set was royal and poetic. A silence ran through the vast plainfield of Mowgli's kingdom. Amidst all these imperial presence, the Queen bestowed her presence as she slowly trodded forward from behind the shal and teak forest into the open canvas. She was ready for her last act at the nature's grand stage. Out in the open, infront of a handful of awaiting visitors and jeeps she rested on her thrown with deep shy of relief as she let her last breadth echo across the green carpet. The entire ecosystem was let known that the Queen is no more. The greatest mother to ever grace the tiger kingdom, T 15, who went by multiple names such as Collarwali, Mataram, Super Mom, The Queen of Central India has finally gave in to her fading age after reigning supreme for more than 17 long years and breeding twenty-nine beautiful cubs in record eight litters. 

—  Arani Mukherjee, "Queen's Farewell"/  https://m.facebook.com/groups/993544600791448/permalink/2682879525191272/


The Lineage: A cladogram that represents Mataram's extended family tree
Illustration: Varun Thakkar

18 December 2021

ONE PLANET: FOR THE COMING ONES 2022, SERIES 2

Big Cats – The most ambassadorial and most beloved of all the species. Sadly, they are listed as Threatened or Near Threatened on the IUCN Red List, with the tiger like Machli (T 16) here from Ranthambhore, categorized as Endangered. 

They are not just the apex predators, they are the individuals – the essence. Come, let us rejoice with the ambrosia of their enigmatic legacy on this coming trail of temporality, with all the sincere wishes for 2022…

Photo Courtesy: Sandeep Aggarwal
 

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"In Memoriam," the tribute to Amitabha Guha, rendered by Dipanwita Rakshit

A JOURNEY was eventually commenced last year in the month of December to be evergreen in its flow. As far as I can remember, it took as many as eleven sittings to complete the first series of One Planet – for the Coming Ones. Meant to be the beholder of the essence of Amitabha Guha, our beloved Ujaan Pathik (the Upstream Voyager), One Planet rendered itself to be unique in its first appearance by incorporating holistically almost all the environmental days and weeks, supplemented by the information on special environmental years and decades as well. This time, however, the weaving of the series turned out to be completed within a conspicuous range of five sittings. 

  Destined to incorporate a number of conservation-based themes and ethos, this year's rendering of the series is essentially oriented on the lives of some of the legendary big cats from the Indian subcontinent, as well as from several African provinces – the iconic tigers, lions, leopards and cheetahs. The theme, being close to my heart, tremendously inspired me right from the beginning of executing the deed. At the very outset, it should be said that there is indeed a galaxy of big cat characters, who, in their own rights, are the deserving individuals to be featured in the worthy projection. Keeping the stipulation of the format of this calendrical presentation in mind (a 16-page deliberation each year), I decided to entune the saga of sixteen individual big cats as the stars of this series. While the front cover of the presentation resonates with the ethos of Machli (T 16) from Ranthambhore Tiger Reserve in the Indian state of Rajasthan, the epitaphial page (since this is an enhanced memoir) relishes the memories of magnanimous Notch, one of the most successful pride males from the wilderness of Maasai Mara National Reserve in Kenya. Both are indeed the heartthrobs of wildlife enthusiasts and big cat lovers all around the world. I sincerely thank Sandeep Aggarwal and my old friend Rich Smith for the respective shots of the front and the back cover of the projection which you may eventually find out from the aforementioned link. 

  The first one of the twelve core pages, which represent the twelve months of the year, proudly resonates the ambrosia of Ustad (T 24) from Ranthambhore, perhaps the most debated male tigers of an Indian Tiger Reserve and whose mentions are now to be figured out in orientations of some conscientiously concerned activists. Nilanjan Roy Chowdhury, being a regular visitor of Ranthambhore Tiger Reserve, has closely followed the rise and fall of Ustad ever since he was a small cub back in 2005. Personally, it is a great feeling for me to incorporate his shot over here in this presentation. The next two pages, respectively, focus on the notorious and Satanic Mapogo Coalition of male lions from Sabi Sand National Park in South Africa, and Kamli (T 11) the tigress from Sanjay-Dubari Tiger Reserve in Madhya Pradesh. I rendered an enhanced article on Kamli this year on International Tiger Day in my blog The Wild Tales: Secrets of Sylvan Eyes. Jairaj Singh Parihar turned out to be the person who thoroughly guided me about all contextual information about Kamli. Thanks again to him for extending his solidarity again in terms of sharing one of his clicks of Kamli, the real survivor. However, the shot of Mapogos is from a website of Pembury Tours (reusing permitted). 

  In all these months of conspicuously concentrating on the series review of Big Cat Diary over there in The Wild Tales, one person from the core of this massive endeavour turned out to be the most desired beacon of inspiration – Jonathan Scott, who himself was one of the presenters of the series. Earnest thanks to him and Angela Scott, whose spell bounding frames have been enchanting me ever since I started to be engrossed in this domain of wildlife and conservation as an enthusiast. Three of the cats of Mara, who happened to be the essential part of their life, are here in this series of One Planet – Half-Tail and Zawadi (who is rather known as Shadow for Big Cat Diary audience), the iconic leopards and Kike the cheetah, the "Mother Courage" of Mara. All are stunning individuals in their own rights, tenacity and tenderness. 

  We are destined to figure out the representation of Legadima the leopard from Botswana's Okavango Delta, Mataram or Collarwali from Pench Tiger Reserve and Lady Liuwa from Zambia's Liuwa Plains National Park, and Maya the tigress (T 12) from Tadoba-Andhari Tiger Reserve in Maharashtra. All of them essentially turned out to be the trendsetters of wildlife conservation. Humbly acknowledging here the contributions of Derek and Baverly Jourbert, Omveer Choudhary, Archive Legend and Legacies (reusing permitted) and Advait Sakhalkar. Furthermore, the parallel contributions of two pioneering pillars – John Varty (JV) from Londolozi Game Reserve in South Africa and Billy Arjan Singh from Dudhwa Tiger Reserve in the Indian state of Uttarakhand taught us the dimensions of rearing big cats and relocating them into the wilderness. The 2022 series of One Planet is embellished with the incorporations of Shingalana the lioness and Harriet the leopard too, highlighting their ethos of resilience. Finally, thanks to Surendra Singh Chouhan for gladly allowing to incorporate his magnanimous frame of Tano Bora, the famous Five Cheetah Boys from the Mara. All the characters indeed made this series of One Planet to be really special! This year, it is more special since through the presentation of each cat, a coherent literary scenario (fictional and non-fictional) is duly captured.

  Finally, the mention of the two persons – one happens to be the genesis of this entire endeavour, Dipa Aunty (Dipanwita Rakshit) and Sneha (Sneha Biswas), who set forth the emblematic identity forever. The bridge up that we three had for this series and the last one is truly remarkable! 


“:they told me I was everything: ‘tis a lie, I am not ague-proof.”
— William Shakespeare, King Lear (Act IV, Sc. vi)

Ustad (T 24), the banished Lear of Ranthambhore, enjoying his prime
Photo Courtesy : R. C. Nilanjan, 2014



“What though the field be lost?/ All is not lost : the unconquerable will, / And study of revenge, immortal hate,/ And courage never to submit or yield : " 
— John Milton, Paradise Lost (Book I)

The notorious and Satanic Mapogo coalition, the fallen angels of Sabi Sand National Park, South Africa 
Photo Courtesy : Pembury Tours, 2010


“It’s much better this way. To have acted it out to show them, although I could not have planned it.”
— Ama Ata Aidoo, “The Girl Who Can”

Kamli (T 11) from Sanjay-Dubari Tiger Reserve in Madhya Pradesh - the girl who could, embodied with the winning spirit
Photo Courtesy : Jairaj Singh Parihar, 2021


“They are still the darkness in the grass, the eyes that watch you go by but remain for the most part unseen. Unless of course you are prepared to spend the next thirty years of your life setting about unravelling their secrets.”
— Simon King, Forewords to The Leopard’s Tale

Retelling the tales of Half-Tail and Zawadi (Shadow), the stars of Big Cat Diary in the Leopard Gorge in Maasai Mara National Reserve, Kenya
Photo Courtesy: Jonathan and Angela Scott, 1996


“Hawks for sunlight, owls for half light, but for the nights, cats, wild cats…”
— Dorris Lessing, On Cats

Legadima in the heart of darkness in Okavango Delta, Botswana, featured in Eye of the Leopard 
Photo Courtesy: Derek and Baverly Joubert, 2006


“Selflessness is a rare virtue, because it doesn’t pay for itself.”
— Bertolt Brecht, Mother Courage and Her Children

Commemorating Kike, the Mother Courage of Maasai Mara, Kenya posing on the vehicle of Jonathan Scott
Photo Courtesy : Jonathan and Angela Scott, 2003


“When you are a mother, you are never really alone in your thoughts. You are connected to your child and to all those who touch your lives. A mother always has to think twice, once for herself and once for her child.”
— Sophia Loren

Mataram or Collarwali (T 15), the supermom and legendary matriarch from Pench Tiger Reserve, Madhya Pradesh
Photo Courtesy: Omveer Choudhary, 2020


An understanding of the natural world and what’s in it is a source of not only a great curiosity but great fulfilment.”
— David Attenborough

Lady Liuwa and Herbert Brauer, weaved in understanding in the frame of fulfilment in Liuwa Plains National Park, Zambia 
Photo Courtesy: Legend and Legacies, 2009


“She wins two boons from the encounter: her own virgo intacta and special powers for her son.”
The Mahabharata

Maya (T 12), the epitome of mystic mother from Tadoba-Andhari Tiger Reserve, Maharashtra
Photo Courtesy: Advait Sakhalkar (advait-s.com), 2016


“We drove toward them until we could see the glint of three pairs of eyes. There was nothing more to be done. So, with heavy hearts, we turned for home. Would Elsa be killed  by a jealous lioness?”
— Joy Adamson, Born Free: A Lioness of Two Worlds

Shingalana, the  reincarnation of Elsa with John Varty (JV) and Gillian Van Houten in South Luangwa National Park, Zambia
Photo Courtesy: Elmon Mhlongo (John Varty Alive Archive), 1996


“Now you are a beauty!” said the Ethiopian. “You can lie out on the bare ground and look like a heap of pebbles. You can lie out on the naked rocks and look like a piece of pudding-stone. You can lie out on a leafy branch and look like sunshine sifting through the leaves; and you can lie across the centre of a path and look like nothing in particular. Think of that and purr!”
— Rudyard Kipling, How the Leopard got his Spots

Billy Arjan Singh with his reared leopard, Harriet on the balcony at Tiger Heaven
Photo Courtesy: Lisa Choegyal (Nepali Times), 1975


“The problem is not the problem, the problem is your attitude about the problem.”
— Jack Sparrow from Pirates of the Carribean

Tano Bora or the Five Cheetah Boys, the pirates from the Maasai Mara, Kenya scanning the horizon
Photo Courtesy: Surendra Singh Chouhan, 2017



The list of iconic environmental years and decades


Ujaan Pathik, the begetter of this holistic rendering always believed that these mighty felines are not merely the species of our chief concern, they are the individuals; the distinct characters of real life drama as played out on the stage of the earth. They are the entities whose tenacious events, as Keith Scholey says, ‘would rival any Shakespearean plot’. They, by the virtue of their invigoration and tenderness; valour and care, have been enchanting our hearts over the decades. This series of One Planet- for the Coming Ones, thus, turns out to be a humble tribute , allying the attributions of those hearts, who care are revere the magnanimity of their grace. The epitaphial template rejoices the memories of mighty Notch, one of the most successful pride males from the wilderness of Mara, the kingdom of predators, showcasing his immortal frame, captured by Rich Smith in 2012. Let us be proximate for the service to Nature.

One Planet- for the Coming Ones — A tribute to the loving memories of Amitabha Guha, our beloved Ujaan Pathik

Those who made One Planet a reality

Concept
Dipanwita Rakshit

Theme, Research, Compilation and Illustration
 Pratik Mahapatra

Emblem of One Planet
Sneha Biswas

Front Cover Shot
Sandeep Aggarwal

Contributors
R. C. Nilanjan, Pembury Tours, Jairaj Singh Parihar, Jonathan and Angela Scott, Derek and Baverly Joubert, Omveer Choudhary, Legend and Legacies, Advait Sakhalkar (advait-s.com), Elmon Mhlongo (John Varty Alive Archive), Lisa Choegyal (Nepali Times), Surendra Singh Chouhan

Back Cover Shot
Rich Smith

25 October 2021

From the Heart of Emerald Forest

PANNA TIGER RESERVE in the Indian state of Madhya Pradesh – the Emerald Forest, the heart of one of the significant tiger populations of the nation. With the projection of BBC's refined documentary film like Tigers of the Emerald Forest, featuring Dr Raghu Chundawat as the pioneering researcher and the project head, the prevalence of Panna turned out to be more familiar and endearing to its appreciators. Nayanika Roy Chowdhury is an ardent wildlife enthusiast who has a tender passion for the vast Indian wilderness. She has completed her schooling at The Assembly of Gods Church School, Kolkata and now pursuing her Bachelor's degree in Sociology at Kamla Nehru College, Delhi, affiliated to Delhi University. Let us have a glance of the Emerald Forest through her lens.

On the Predatory Trail: Tigress P 151 with her cubs


Peeping through the Woods: Sambar deer fawn staring at the tourist vehicle


Meditation before Action: White-throated kingfisher in Panna Tiger Reserve


The Sharp Vigilance: Changeable hawk eagle looking for its prey


Emerald Gaze: A house cat near the adjacent area of the reserve


Sitting Alone: One of the cubs of P 151