The three best minutes of my life, in two frames

Everybody has his own favourite story of seeing a tiger in the wild. More precisely, everybody has his own  favourite story of having missed seeing a tiger in the wild.

Kaavya Shankaregowda can safely go to heaven having had the thrill of seeing the animal in flesh and blood, on the way from Ooty to Bandipur, at 1.20 pm on 28 June 2011.

“The car screeches to a halt.

“Lots of clicking. No words spoken….

“We decided to take a u-turn and, lo and behold, we saw the animal again. The walk, it was so majestic. It did not even care for our presence, it did not disturb us (nor did we). It crossed the road with such elegance. Those three minutes were the best in my life, seriously.”

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