Thursday, June 15, 2006

Tsavo: stalked by a primal fear!!

East Africa, 1898. And in this remote corner on the banks of the river Tsavo, I set foot on land that is damp with the blood of more than 140 human victims, a land whose nights are nightmares come to life, a land that reverberates with the twin roars of two maneless man-eating lions that did what no army could do – stall the British Empire in its tracks, literally. It is a strange feeling, this primal fear of being eaten alive, to be reduced to just another notch on the food chain, and I saw this fear grow in the eyes and whispers of a whole community who’d christened them the ‘The Ghost and the Darkness’. Disembodied spirits of long dead tribal chiefs who’ve come to fi ght the white man’s iron snake, some said. “The lion’s den… marking its entrance were human bones, metal bracelets and assorted trinkets of natives, all eaten.” (The End of the Game)

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Source:- IIPM Editorial, 2006