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Ania Cozzolino
Malibu will forever be one of my favorite places in California. It has the prettiest beaches and my favorite food spots. Aside from that, it also has an intense variety in locations to photograph -- here's one. Malibu Creek State Park is like Hawaii in California. It feels so otherworldly and a complete escape from the concrete jungle of LA that is not too far away. Sarung and Chandni happened to have just celebrated their one year of dating. They had dinner at Nobu before their shoot, so they were full and happy when they came to me. For this session, I shot on 35mm film to get that nostalgia feel through my images. Chandni absolutely loves film, so this was particularly exciting and special.
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One family often spies the endemic Sri Lankan gray hornbill (Ocyceros gingalensis) eating papaya from a tree in their garden. Villagers put out rice to feed the birds, and the Sri Lankan jungle fowl (Gallus lafayetii) can be seen in many home gardens as a result. Other commonly seen and heard birds are the pied cuckoo (Clamator jacobinus), the brown-headed barbet (Megalaima zeylanica), the Sri Lanka blue magpie (Urocissa ornata), and the rarer Ceylon frogmouth (Batrachostomus moniliger).
Centuries ago when the city was situated near Purana Qila, Chandni Chowk was but a jungle. There were a few clearings here and there where a passing sadhu would build his little hut and dwell for a while. Legend obscures the age and name of the king (some say he was Raja Dilli after whom Delhi is named) who ruled at that time but he seems to have had many daughters, one of whom, unlike her sisters, was of a religious bent of mind. She rode one moonlit night from the palace in the Old Fort to bathe in the Jamuna in observance of a fast. The princess chose a ghat in a lonely corner. After the bath she and her maids went around picking flowers, for it was almost morning. While they were so employed, the princess and her party were attacked by thugs. To save her honour, the princess stabbed herself in the heart and died under a peepal tree.
Later, drive to Ranthambore (5 hours). Ranthambore National Park is one of the most filmed wildlife reserves in the world. It was declared a wildlife sanctuary in 1955 and became a part of Project Tiger in 1973. As the park is relatively small, guests often view leopards, tigers, and jungle cats. Overnight in Ranthambore.
After breakfast, transfer to the airport for your flight to Jabalpur via Delhi. Upon arrival, drive to Bandhavgarh (4.5 hours). Bandhavgarh National Park is one of the few havens in Asia for the Bengal Tiger, considered the pride of the jungle. During the afternoon discover the extensive variety of animals: bear, sloth, tiger, leopard, and sambar. Overnight in Bandhavgarh.
"This was the way of it," said Ram Deen to a circle of listeners sittinground a fire by the side of the jungle road near Lal Kooah. Ram Deendrove the mail-cart in its final stage to Kaladoongie, and with hisrelay of fresh horses was awaiting the arrival of the mail. He was, nextto the Assistant Superintendent of the Forest Department of theDistrict, a power on the road, and his audience, accordingly, listenedto him with due respect. "This was the way of it: I owed Bheem Dass onerupee and six annas for flour and pulse and ghee, and my donkey fellsick, so that he could not be forced by goad, nor by the lighting of afire beneath him, to rise; and I could not convey my earthenware toMoradabad and sell it, and so remove the galling of Bheem Dass's tongue.
"And ere the village cocks waked or the minas and crows and greenparrots opened council in the peepul trees, Buldeo and I were footingthe jungle path to Nyagong, he holding his hand over his head to reachmine, for he was but three years in age.
"And when we had proceeded a mile or twain into the jungle Buldeo spakeand said, 'Thy man-child is tired.' And I set him on my shoulder, and socarried him until the sun began to shoot slant rays from the west.Whereon we stopped and ate; and, after, I fastened him with my waistbandin the fork of a tree, saying, 'Son of mine, bide here till I return,and be not afraid.'
"Ram deen," said the stout Thanadar of Kaladoongie, "it is by the orderof the sircar (government) that I question thee concerning this junglewanderer. Whatsoever thou sayest will be set down by the munshi and laidbefore the commissioner sahib."
"And the villagers waked whenas they heard the crackling of the flamesfrom our hut and the barking of the village dogs; and Hasteen and I rantowards the road that leads to Kaladoongie, being more fearful of themen of Nyagong than of the wild things of the jungle.
"It was thus I found him, Thanadar ji," said Ram Deen, "and I came nonetoo soon. A mile from the bridge I heard the hunting bay of a gray wolf,and when I came nearer I could see in the moonlight, crouched beside theend of the bridge, some great beast that leapt into the jungle as thecart approached; and then the mail of the Rani (Empress) of Hindoostanwas stayed by a graceless pariah dog that guarded this jungle wayfarer,and, frightening my horses, denied me passage over the bridge. I couldnot have brought in the mail to-night had it not been for this Rustum,who beat the dog and restrained him. Is it not so, O Terror of Nyagong?"
A few nights after the finding in the jungle of Biroo, the little chamar(tanner), by Ram Deen, who drove the mail-cart from Lal Kooah, thenotables of Kaladoongie were gathered round a fire in front of thepolice-station. The Thanadar (chief of police), as befitted his rank anddignity, sat cross-legged on his charpoi, smoking gravely, whilst therest of the company squatted on their heels, after the manner of thenatives of India, passing a hookah round the circle and discussing in adesultory fashion the current events of that section of the Terai.
A faint bugle-note far off in the jungle announced the approach of themail-cart, and soon after the distant rumble of the wheels was heard asRam Deen drove over the Bore bridge. When he was within a quarter of amile of the village he blew a brave blast, and presently dashed up atfull speed into the firelight, Biroo standing between his knees, and ahuge pariah dog bounding along by the side of the cart. Soon after RamDeen, followed by Biroo and the big dog, joined the circle round thefire.
"Thanadar ji, he is to me as mine own son, Buldeo, come back to life;and he knoweth not fear. As we drove through the jungle yesterday andto-night he turned his face towards Nyagong and cursed that village, andsware that he would burn it to the ground when he had a beard; and 'tislike as not that he will do so when he is a man grown."
"Durga aid him in his attempt!" said fat Gunga Ram, the sweetmeatvender; "that village hath always bred rogues and budmashes, before andsince Cheeta Dutt, the son of the last Jemadar (head man of thevillage), committed a deed of hell in the jungle thereby."
"And thereafter he sought the black partridge unattended by me, for heset me morning tasks to fulfil within the camp. But, brothers, hebrought not so much as a jungle-fowl home for more than a week, and Iwas fain to know what the sahib hunted.
After Gunga Ram had refreshed himself with the circling hookah, he wenton: "As I looked and listened there was a rustling in the grass on theother side of the clearing, and the sahib's dog dashed into the junglein pursuit of something. The next moment it yelped as a dog that issorely stricken, but the sahib, who was toying with Naringi, heardnothing.
"'Thou art a liar, Gunga Ram. The jungle hereabout is barren of game,and it is in my mind to send thee with a note to the Thanadar ofKaladoongie commending the soles of thy feet to the bamboo staff of oneof his men;' and, laughing, he threw himself into a long chair.
"'Sahib,' I said, 'I am but a poor man, and thou of consequence in theTerai, but, man to man, thou durst not lay thy hand on my beard in thejungle and away from thy camp. I fear not to tell thee, sahib, that Idid, indeed, watch thee this morning; but the jungle is full of eyes,not the least keen being those of Cheeta Dutt, who slew thy dog thismorning, and who will slay the woman thou lovest, or do worse to her,ere he sleepeth, as is his right.'
"'Gunga Ram, thou art a man, and I ask forgiveness of thee forblackening thy face, but I am moved from myself by great fear for whatmay befall the woman. Tell me what is to be done, for thou knowest theways of these jungle folks better than I;' and the sahib walked thefloor as one distraught.
Gunga Ram stopped to "drink tobacco" once more, whilst the littlebullock driver, who would start in the morning with freight forMoradabad, said, "That was a poor hope, O Seller of Cates, for thejungle hath ears and tongues as well as eyes."
"Like an arrow from a bow he sped across the plain and entered theglade, I following with what haste I could. As I set foot therein therearose a yell the like of which was never made by jungle beast, and,brothers, my heart stood still with fear. I could hear the sahibcrashing through the underbrush, and I followed, but the glade was indeep darkness by reason of the thick foliage of the trees overhead thatstayed the moonlight, and my pace was slow.
When the mail-cart drove up Ram Deen took the reins, with Biroo, wrappedin a blanket, between his knees, whilst Goor Dutt climbed to the backseat. The big dog, Hasteen, ran beside the mail-cart and woke the jungleechoes with his bark.
The jungle had now ceased, and they were in the region of the tallplumed grass. The stars twinkled frostily, for the night was bitterlycold, and the clatter of the horses' hoofs on the hard road rang outsharply.
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