Nature

On elephant, unexpressed…

Elephant in Corbett National Park, India

Pachyderms, especially the elephant, much closer to humans that any other of their brethren, are a placid kind, a tad too much for their own good it seems at times, trudging countless miles without the frills and tantrums of well-provisioned wayfarers, if one were to think of a living analogy for taking it in one’s stride, we needn’t look beyond the elephant… large and steady, the elephant for centuries has been an epitome of calmness and maturity, one that finds it propelled into the very foundations of the cosmos to the chariot of choice for divinities… a cat’s eyes eye opportunity, a bird’s ere on the side of caution, and an elephant’s evoke empathy throughout the eons of its physique and memory…

Indian Elephant, Corbett National Park, Uttarakhand, India

The elephant is an agriculturalist of the flatland, meticulously trudging the length and breadth of its expanse, meditatively watching the universe go around its seasons, a legacy of paths calligraphed by the proboscis, leaving imprints of evolution etched in the canopy and stamped upon the grasslands… an ant of the infinity, the elephant is both large and minuscule, the former in land, culture and scripture, the latter in what its existence is being hacked into…

Indian Elephant Habitat, Corbett National Park, Uttarakhand, India

For hacking is what is happening… a cruel metaphor… the beauty of the Archimedean spiral in its folded trunk is now the state of its habitat – scrapped, bisected, chiselled away… hacked… lands are shrinking beneath its nose, walls are wafting into thickets, dusty roar of engines now synonymise the grasslands…

Corbett National Park, Uttarakhand, India

With every statue of grace comes a tipping point, and we’re starting to feel the elephant’s grunt… as it tries to wander off, it gets chased in, as it starts to probe into alternatives, it gets banged up against the tarmac… and then it gyrates into the darkness to defend itself, chasing and trampling, the erstwhile gentle giant… the elephant, in modern times, is no longer a keeper of the cosmos but a contraband…

Indian Elephant, Corbett National Park, Uttarakhand, India

Musings on the elephant, Corbett National Park, Uttarakhand

Author: Parth Joshi

Allured by the outdoors, the author is made up in parts of that quintessential lost soul wreathing under the pangs of biophilia in a desk job, a wannabe elegist mostly ending up in dungeons of poetasters and an optimist waiting for the senility of the modern world to fade away while sampling shoots and leaves. In saner times, he has a keen interest in areas pertaining to tourism, history, agriculture and climate change, especially with respect to historical interpretations, emerging technologies and future livelihoods. An avid trekker, runner, cyclist, birder and photographer, he is more often than not found gloating over anything hinterland, on foot or over computer monitors, and fantasizing solutions that can foster inclusive growth and sustainable livelihoods for communities at the grassroots.

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