My Shikayat with Shikaar


My Shikayat with Shikaar

Illustration: Sushant Ahire


he first book I ever took out from my school’s library was The Man-Eating Leopard of Rudraprayag by Jim Corbett. The way Corbett wrote, the act of hunting felt like the noblest of pursuits. He wrote about the quiet grandeur of the Indian forest and the savage beauty of its wildlife. As an animal-crazy 11-year-old kid growing up in a city, I was hooked. I went on a spree, devouring one dusty, worm-riddled, paperback hunting tale after another. For me, it was like the legendary hunter was imparting jungle lore to me through the pages.

It was also the start of a long obsession with hunting that culminated, to put it in a nutshell, disappointingly.