Tuesday, December 28, 2010

The Thin Line

I am uncomfortable and cold. My neck hurts. I have to put in quite an effort for a semblance of movement. The muscles ache and there are sudden desires to retch. My lips taste parched and salty. Last night was cold against the cold walls. But I knew I’d see the sun shine. The sun glints on the sharp edge. It is difficult to even adjust the blurring vision.

I was a part of an on going war. I was participating. I was proud. I was at the battlefield. It was gray everywhere. There was sodden ash, dust and injured people, too many of them. There was a sense of urgency in the air.

The glint hurting my eye again…I am conscious of my pale skin and tresses. There are people moving around. My head is hurting and I can feel the blood pouring into my head…I must close my eyes for the glint hurts my stability more than my eye.

I was running with a gun. I was looking for someone. I realized I was looking for my partner. In a flash I realized that I loved him and he was a spy on the run. He was hunted and people were looking for him to eliminate him. I had to find him to warn him that people were close on his trail.

Am I trying to smile..how can I smile..the people would not like it if I smiled now…but the question is am I capable of smiling…I have a desire to look at the glint again..God they are taking an awful lot of time..There is too much time to remember…….

I met him and we were running. We ran through the forest, amidst rows of ghostly looming trees that speared into the pallor of the atmosphere. Then he was not there anymore.

Why are there flashes everywhere? Flashes of memory, flashes of truth, flashes of realization and flashes that often hurt the eye…. There is a suffocating stillness…I am cruelly anticipating the pain..will there be any or will it be a swift blow?.........

He was like a hunted animal. But he was brave. I was working for him. Then there was a medley of other happenings.

It has to be sharp enough..or there would not be the glint…will I see it slowly crawling towards me?...Will I understand…Why am I becoming impatient?...Is there not a single happy memory? I want happy thoughts..Many people, children playing, strange unknown children on the green….The grass..the hay..the barn, the dew, the moonlit night, the white snow, Christmas, the gifts………….

The craft. It looked cold against the unforgiving sky. He was escaping in an aircraft. He was a flying officer. But there was hardly any chance for him. He sneaked into the hangar and took off. The craft was not fit to fly. And his pursuants were glad that either way he was done for. Grief was stifling. But it was understood.

This was my job..this was what I was pledged for….It is what glorified us..I can now understand what is the meaning of time standing still..its like vacuum, ..shall I try to pit one against the other…? My reason for being here and the effect it will have on my being at all?......Its stifling..the thirst, and the heat.. there’s a trickle of sweat that is making its way behind my ear towards the temple..I am strangely conscious.....Just a few moments more..I have been looking at the glint for quite a while now..I need to close my eyes….I need to breathe out….How can I stop this flood of remembrance?...........

It was actually hurting me. I saw myself running on charred grass under a low flying craft. Then there was the open sea and the plane crashed. I felt the explosion ripping me apart….and there was a sudden glint in motion….a blinding flash of light!!

I want to open my eyes…It is a horribly beautiful scene. The sun is setting and the sea looked like a pool of melted blood-gold. The tail of the craft is jutting out like a reminder of someone’s futile attempts.

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Of Illusions and Conformity

She’d just finished the paperback and laid it down on the bed. The end was uncommonly identifiable. She stared into the openness out of the window, past the swaying curtains and picking up the book hugged it close to her chest. Somehow it was good to feel the pressure. She put it back again. The curtains were now still. It was a suffocating day. The honk of the speeding cars, now choked by traffic added to the claustrophobia. She longed for the sea…thankfully it was a walking distance.

She was a product of the conjugation of the mighty sea and the well endowed river. Her option once was inland, a place that only had a river, that too one which could hardly be called perennial when she had seen it. But the sea, she had never imagined. Yet here she was! Sometimes the tides become bores and one simply cannot swim past.

What was it in the book that had reminded her of a long forgotten smell, touch or grief? What was it, in that book by the unknown author set in the temperate north or arid west that could remotely be similar to the sultry east? They both were dedicated, both had been dismembered and both lived on? It was the Birth of a New Life…unplanned and unexpected. Life had been born, and the umbilical cord had to be cut….and then suddenly the knife had been turned and the rest was cut with a blunt edge. It hurt so much and it bled so much..sometimes in the form of tears.

But she had seen blood. She had been with people who had bled. She had seen bodies numbed by unspoken pain till she too had been a body that bled intermittently…in torrents. She was still ruffled at not being able to find the similarity that was so familiar yet escaped her with playful haunting ness.

She walks through the labyrinths of her memories and strides the straight road, lit with neon lights, towards the sea. Here she had once stood, accompanied. How do people chalk out baroque phrases like “You can’t live with it, and you can't live without it”?

Her tangled thoughts run on. Meaningless yet self explanatory. Was it because both were used to taking care with their rudimentary facilities? They had both been successful in restoring the health somewhat, and then one day the patient had been taken away in search of better facility as the nurse’s provisions were not only deemed inadequate but also injurious to him. But that was only when the frugal existence of the patient had been discovered, that the forces had pounced on him like a plot of disputed land. She had also been patient, in and out of the covers. And she had been left sitting beside a bed covered by a white sheet, the wrinkles of which still bore the shadow of the contours of the patient’s body..... The ground seemed to tremble. It was a story not even set in her era. It spanned the aftermath of the WWII. There was no bombing, yet the ground seemed to sink from under the feet with the shaking, and no one could feel the infinite feeling in the empty house, nestled in the warstruck neighbourhood.

What does “white” stand for? Is it not peace? Then, maybe, the sheets were dramatically symbolic. She nods her head at an angle, quaintly satisfied. There was no war.

The breeze blew again like a comforting feeling against the face, the neck bare under the rolled up hair. There was too much light, that seemed like a stark contrast to the villa, intermittently lit up by flashes of lightening. The kurta, not the frock, clung to the equally fragile frame. She stepped into the comforting murky waters. There was so much kindness, so much compassion and no one to give it to. Everyone had moved on, or so she believed. Even the last pages indicated so. Maybe she could share it all with the sea, which too had so much to give but hardly there were any takers. She smiled unconsciously. The remnants of the waves slithered in between her fingers and toes. A feeling she loved, she loved to share, and then the water receded. The tiny grains of sand went with them and ground beneath her feet sank again. Yet this time she was anticipating, and after all it was a comfort.

Monday, September 6, 2010

Monday, July 26, 2010

Tigers in India: A vulnerable balance


It is the Tiger that stands out amongst the milieu of intriguing beauties that truly symbolize India. They are powerful beasts that roam the dense jungles with pride and beauty, unparalleled by any other co-existing species. Yet the sad truth that confronts these beautiful creations of God is that they are under a severe threat for their very survival on this planet.

The primary goal of any wildlife conservationist in India is the protection and sustainable conservation of the species by minimizing the risks it may have to encounter in its natural habitat. This in short is a simple theme with a complex solution.

The community of tigers is of unique importance in the proper balancing of our ecosystem. They occupy the zenith of the food pyramid, and a healthy zenithal population in any food chain is indicative of the proper functioning of the forest ecosystem. As predators they have a regulatory effect on the population size of other species occupying the same biome as them, by keeping the number of herbivores in check. The constraint in prey conversely maintains a balance of the carnivores, as well. Moreover, check on population explosion in the lower rungs of the food pyramid also avoids the problem of overgrazing and consequently soil erosion. Hence the population only fluctuates between regulated limits.

Moreover, the stately tigers also add aesthetic value to the existing forests and act as tourist magnets, thereby even contributing to the generation of foreign exchange.

The current status of tiger population in India faces a grave challenge. The disclosed population had dropped by around 95% over the last century. The current population count stands at 1411, varying from 1165 to 1657 (National Tiger Conservation Authority).

India houses more than half of the world’s tiger population spread over 99 national parks, 514 wildlife sanctuaries, 43 conservation reserves and 4 community reserves.

State

Tiger Reserves

Year Estd.

Total Area (km2)

Assam

Kaziranga Tiger Reserve

2006

859

Assam

Manas Tiger Reserve

1973-74

2840

Assam

Nameri Tiger Reserve

1999-2000

344

Arunachal Pradesh

Namdapha Tiger Reserve

1982-83

1985

Arunachal Pradesh

Pakhui Tiger Reserve

1999-2000

862

Andhra Pradesh

Nagarjunsagar-Srisailam Tiger Reserve

1982-83

3568

Bihar

Valmiki Tiger Reserve

1989-90

840

Chhattishgarh

Indravati Tiger Reserve

1982-83

2799

Jharkhand

Palamau Tiger Reserve

1973-74

1026

Karnataka

Bandipur Tiger Reserve

1973-74

866

Karnataka

Nagarhole (extension) Tiger Reserve

1999-2000

643

Karnataka

Bhadra Tiger Reserve

1998-99

492

Kerala

Periyar Tiger Reserve

1978-79

777

Kerala/Tamil Nadu

Annamalai-Parambikulam Tiger Reserve

2008

1410

Madhya Pradesh

Bandhavgarh Tiger Reserve

1993-94

1162

Madhya Pradesh

Bori-Satpura Tiger Reserve

1999-2000

1486

Madhya Pradesh

Kanha Tiger Reserve

1973-74

1945

Madhya Pradesh

Panna Tiger Reserve

1994-95

542

Madhya Pradesh

Pench Tiger Reserve

1992-93

758

Madhya Pradesh

Ratapani Tiger Reserve

2008-09

674

Maharashtra

Melghat Tiger Reserve

1973-74

1677

Maharashtra

Pench Tiger Reserve

1992-93

257

Maharashtra

Tadoba-Andhari Tiger Reserve

1993-94

620

Maharashtra

Shahayadri Tiger Reserve

2008-09

569

Mizoram

Dampa Tiger Reserve

1994-95

500

Orissa

Simlipal Tiger Reserve

1973-74

2750

Orissa

Sunabeda Tiger Reserve

2008-09

856

Rajasthan

Ranthambhore Tiger Reserve

1973-74

1334

Rajasthan

Sariska Tiger Reserve

1978-79

866

Tamil Nadu

Kalakad-Mundathurai Tiger Reserve

1988-89

800

Tamil Nadu

Mudumalai National Park

2008

321

Tamil Nadu/Kerala

Annamalai-Parambikulam Tiger Reserve

2008

1410

Uttar Pradesh

Dudhwa Tiger Reserve

1987-88

811

Uttar Pradesh

Pilibhit Tiger Reserve

2008-09

1089

Uttaranchal

Corbett Tiger Reserve

1973-74

1316

West Bengal

Buxa Tiger Reserve

1982-83

759

West Bengal

Sunderbans Tiger Reserve

1973-74

2585

Chattisgarh

Udanti & Sitanadi Tiger Reserve

2008

1580

Orissa

Satkosia Tiger Reserve

2007

988

Chattisgarh

Achanakmar Tiger Reserve

2008

963

Karnataka

Dandeli-Anashi Tiger Reserve

2007

875

Madhya Pradesh

Sanjay National Park & Sanjay Dubri Wildlife Sanctuary Guru Ghasidas National Park

2008

831

Karnataka

Banerghatta tiger and lion reserve

1978

104

Despite such efforts from the government, no marked increase in the tiger population was witnessed over the years when these developmental plans were implemented, to when it should have started taking its effect.

One cause for the same had been habitat loss. Species at the top of the food chain are generally larger and require more space than other animals, particularly if they are territorial. Population pressure on peripheral lands has led to encroachment. Infrastructural developmental works such as mining and construction also contribute to destruction of wide stretches of virgin lands.

However, the primary cause of the dwindling population is the growing trade in tiger and tiger parts. Figures reveal an alarming data of 832 tigers being killed for the purpose from 1994 to 2007. The primary consumer of tiger products is China, where tiger products are believed to have miraculous pharmaceutical values. They are not only used as therapeutic drugs (like painkillers for ailments like rheumatism) but also treated as local delicacies. Export of tiger skin also involves a trade in million of dollars. In spite of the conscious effort made by the government to levy restrictions on the legitimate trade of tiger products, unbridled poaching still prevails in full swing. Moreover, the nouveau riche in the orient armed with greater purchasing power, provides impetus to the illicit trade activities. This in fact has even resulted in the poachers resorting to murder of the forest guards to reach their objectives.

Despite being marred with these overwhelming problems, India still has the best chance for salvaging the tigers’ dwindling glory. The solutions to the problem may be handled from both the holistic and the monistic approaches.

The Holistic Approach

The primary method to alleviate the situation is by putting a ban on illicit trade. As an alternative it has been suggested that tigers may be bred in captivity (being cats they should also be prolific breeders) for the sole purpose of being the supply to a growing demand. However, this may not altogether eradicate the problem as people run after the illegal trade, even by paying more.

Tigers being territorial animals and top carnivores require a large area to operate, which may range from 25 to 70 sq. km. It is often found that the villagers settling near the forest margin encroach in this sanctum, in search of fuel wood, or let their cattle graze in the forest land. This brings them in direct conflict with the tigers resulting in the animal’s undue and untimely death. To facilitate this objective, joint ventures of regional planners and remote sensing officials is required. They may demarcate the areas solely dedicated for the operation of the tigers. The GIS system should be able to delineate the tiger territories, and mark the peripheral areas dedicated for other land use purposes. This area should also be kept out of bounds for tourists, and tourist vehicles.

Better law enforcement for control of poaching activities needs to be implemented for effective results. The security officials should be thoroughly trained and armed with weaponry to face adverse situations. An intelligence network (even undercover) should be set up, capable of acquiring sensitive information. The administration, on its part, should take on themselves the responsibility of procurement of adequate funds for carrying out these activities.

Separate cells should be set up dedicated for looking after different segments, which may also be made water tight to maximize specialty:

A) Biologists to track the health and welfare of the animal and to keep a tab on their food source;

B) A “Risk” department that evaluates the proportion of risk (natural and poachers) faced by the animals, and implements restrictive measures; and

C) Regular field data collection and updating of mapping for any change in the physical and human environment.

Non Governmental Organisations’ participation in the tiger conservation efforts is mandatory. Not only do they help in active participation in works like census count, but also are crucial for awareness raising campaigns and arrangement for funds. A hefty fund should be allocated for the tiger projects alone to meet the accelerating demand for the preservation of this national treasure.

At a larger level, the issue should be incorporated in the school curriculum to generate awareness at the grass root level. Presentations and seminars on the same should encourage the students to get hands on experience in treating the issue from a logical viewpoint.

The Monistic Approach:

This involves even more proactive tagging of each and every individual tiger and constantly monitoring their movements. If possible the vigilance should be trebled during the time of any mother giving birth and also during the infancy of the cubs. During this time they are prone to diseases and are also under constant predatory threats.


The time NOW is just right to try out and implement these tiger management strategies in full swing, identifying and testing newer strategies before the future becomes truly bleak. However, as of now, with such an array of measures at hand nothing is impossible. Let us take a positive view of the situation. For a change, if instead, they are made targets of such shots, the future of this magnificent emblem of India is far from being bleak; it should truly be “burning bright”.