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Kabini! An ancient land moulded by modernity but also strangely left untouched by it. A land of myths, legends, history and pristine wilderness. A place where sages were born, and mythical characters sought and found refuge. In these jungles, life beats to the rhythms of nature, which unfolds her secrets one page at a time. The secret to success in this venerable realm is the ability to wait and watch.

In this Blog on Kabini, we take you on a long and leisurely journey through this ancient land, which has been witness to mainstream and tribal synergy with a dash of colonial legacy thrown in for good measure.  As fellow travelers we invite you to share your own experiences of this journey of discovery.

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Where Tuskers Swim and Coracles Float

Published on: 10/01/2025 |Contributors: Gowri Subramanya

The Kabini River winds its way through the heart of South India’s wild, a shimmering thread that connects two iconic national parks: Nagarahole to the north and Bandipur to the south. It also forms a natural boundary between Karnataka and Kerala, a line drawn on maps but invisible to the elephants, otters, and villagers who live along its banks.

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When Bamboo Blooms and the Forest Hungers

Published on: 09/12/2024 | Contributors: Gowri Subramanya

An elephant stands by the edge of Kabini’s backwaters, dwarfed by a grove of towering bamboo. Its trunk sways gently, reaching into the dense clumps to pull out shoots, tearing them with practiced ease. Around it, the forest hums in quiet abundance, and the bamboo seems eternal—a gift from the land, steady and reliable, feeding not just elephants but countless lives within its shade.

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The Jenu Kuruba Way: Honouring Nature’s Gifts

Published on: 12/11/2024 | Contributors: Gowri Subramanya

In the mist-filled forests of what is today known as Nagarahole and Bandipura National Parks, the Jenu Kuruba, one of the oldest tribes of southern India, once lived by a wisdom older than words — a way of being where every act of gathering, every step into the trees, began with asking.

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