One more reason

The stripes on their face act as unique personal identifiers. Like our thumb prints. So few left, that we can probably identify each one by its name. Do your bit.

Photo taken in Bannerghatta National Park, Bangalore.

One Response to “One more reason”

  1. This reminds me of a poem by William Blake – The Tiger. I have learned this poem when I was in 8th standard – ICSE Syllabus. Poem where beauty of a Tiger is well versed. Thanks to my teacher (my father), which I could remember the title and name of the poet to this date at age of 37 years.
    The poem starts with “Tiger Tiger burning bright,
    In the forest of nights……”

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