So, tomorrow my niece is turning two. We have come to Ranthambore to celebrate her birthday by spotting tiger at the National Park.
We reached our hotel around 12 noon. And my sister had already booked the safari for 2 p.m. We enquired about the time we would leave, the receptionist told us that the gypsy would arrie anywhere between 2 and 3 p.m. Our patience test had only begun.
The groups around us who we had also seen at the restaurant started boarding one by one the gypsies. Another gypsy arrived and we thought it was ours. Our excitement level shot up. There was a group of uncles and aunties soaking in.the sun but obviously they had also been waiting for their turn. So when this gypsy arrived, these elderly people took.their seats and went away, leaving us alone.
And finally, our gypsy came. And we were again full of zeal and enthusiasm. Our driver and guide took us towards the National park, where an Australian elderly couple were going to join us.
We all now were ready for.our adventure. We took trail no 5. The open gypsy was taking us ahead on the uneven terrain. The first to come across were the langoors. A little ahead were the deers, antelopes and sambar deer. While the deers were all fine and good bit we were there for the majestic being of the animal kingdom. After every now and then, deers could be spotted.
A gypsy carrying tourists were coming back. Our driver stopped. It seemed a habitual thing to do. He aske the other driver whether they ad spotted the big Cat. The answer was a big No. We came across another gypsy, they confirmed the absence of the tiger on our trail. They said people.had viewed the Tiger on trail number 4,
And thus, our excitement that had risen to a sky high level dropped . And then , i thought of those people who had spotted the tiger at some time or the other. And i asked my sister, " What do the fortunate bunch of people look like?" After a good laugh, we stopped near a Pond . We got down for a while . The guide explaining.the history and the facts to the Australian couple, and the driver answering our queries by telling us we might not spot the tiger. In the meanwhile, tjere was a gypsy that came to where we were and they turned back from there itself.
A little later, we sat in the gypsy again and wen t ahead. While we were moving forward, a gypsy was coming back. The driver told our driver what our ears had been desperately waiting to hear, that a tiger had been spotted. As soon as he uttere the words, our driver geared up and took us a little faster on the trail, so as not to miss what we had come.there for at the first place.
A little later we approached a few mor gypsies and a canter who had stationed themselves. And automatically, our eyes turned left to search for the Cat. And, there it was, Her majesty of the animal kingdom, sitting quietly and making itself a feast fir all the eyes present. We watched transfixed. It yawned once. And then.stood up. And started walking towards us. As ours was the last gypsy in the queue, the tigress, named Leila as the guide told us, walked very close by from us and went on the other side.
All this show confirmed that the fortunate people who.had earlier spotted the tiger/tigress, whom i was asking about during the trail, looked certainly like.us
Happy birthday Chiku. :)
We reached our hotel around 12 noon. And my sister had already booked the safari for 2 p.m. We enquired about the time we would leave, the receptionist told us that the gypsy would arrie anywhere between 2 and 3 p.m. Our patience test had only begun.
The groups around us who we had also seen at the restaurant started boarding one by one the gypsies. Another gypsy arrived and we thought it was ours. Our excitement level shot up. There was a group of uncles and aunties soaking in.the sun but obviously they had also been waiting for their turn. So when this gypsy arrived, these elderly people took.their seats and went away, leaving us alone.
And finally, our gypsy came. And we were again full of zeal and enthusiasm. Our driver and guide took us towards the National park, where an Australian elderly couple were going to join us.
We all now were ready for.our adventure. We took trail no 5. The open gypsy was taking us ahead on the uneven terrain. The first to come across were the langoors. A little ahead were the deers, antelopes and sambar deer. While the deers were all fine and good bit we were there for the majestic being of the animal kingdom. After every now and then, deers could be spotted.
A gypsy carrying tourists were coming back. Our driver stopped. It seemed a habitual thing to do. He aske the other driver whether they ad spotted the big Cat. The answer was a big No. We came across another gypsy, they confirmed the absence of the tiger on our trail. They said people.had viewed the Tiger on trail number 4,
And thus, our excitement that had risen to a sky high level dropped . And then , i thought of those people who had spotted the tiger at some time or the other. And i asked my sister, " What do the fortunate bunch of people look like?" After a good laugh, we stopped near a Pond . We got down for a while . The guide explaining.the history and the facts to the Australian couple, and the driver answering our queries by telling us we might not spot the tiger. In the meanwhile, tjere was a gypsy that came to where we were and they turned back from there itself.
A little later, we sat in the gypsy again and wen t ahead. While we were moving forward, a gypsy was coming back. The driver told our driver what our ears had been desperately waiting to hear, that a tiger had been spotted. As soon as he uttere the words, our driver geared up and took us a little faster on the trail, so as not to miss what we had come.there for at the first place.
A little later we approached a few mor gypsies and a canter who had stationed themselves. And automatically, our eyes turned left to search for the Cat. And, there it was, Her majesty of the animal kingdom, sitting quietly and making itself a feast fir all the eyes present. We watched transfixed. It yawned once. And then.stood up. And started walking towards us. As ours was the last gypsy in the queue, the tigress, named Leila as the guide told us, walked very close by from us and went on the other side.
All this show confirmed that the fortunate people who.had earlier spotted the tiger/tigress, whom i was asking about during the trail, looked certainly like.us
Happy birthday Chiku. :)
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