In the introduction Ruskin Bond writes " Corbett's exploits brought him fame as a hunter. His books turned him into a legend. "
Growing up I always heard Corbett's name, the once legendary almost mythical hunter but never had the opportunity to know about his adventures and why was he considered such great. This book tells you that, the majesty of the man who brought relief to thousands of people in the Kumaon-Gharwal region. From the Champawat tiger that has claimed over 400lives to the infamous man eating leopard of Rudraprayag. The courage and heart of a sahib to walk on foot with nothing but a rifle at hand in the man eater's territory.
The book gifts you an adventure, a near perfect description of the hilly areas of Uttarakhand, the emotions of people having lost a near one to a man eater, someone's son, someone's father. The vivid visualisation of chasing a man eater, getting outsmarted by it, looking into the eyes of the animal 5m away, sitting over a kill at midnight in heavy rail with nothing but a knife, being followed by the man eater back to the camp, everything about this book makes the hair at the back of your neck stand up.
And yet the human side of things, the emotions Corbett felt throughout his journeys, when he failed to kill the animal on multiple tries and yet the people showered him with their confidence, when the wailing cries of a son lost mother shakes his core, or when people brought flowers and placed those on his feet for freeing them from the clutches of monster they lived in fear off all these years. And yet Corbett stayed humble.
18years after killing the leopard of Rudraprayag, Corbett meets a returning soldier who was a young boy back then and now is estatic to meet with the man who gave freedom to the people of Gharwal from the man eater leopard.
Corbett ends the book with a note on this incident:
"A cripple, on the threshold of manhood, returning from the wars with a broken body, with no thought of telling of brave deeds done, but only eager to tell his father that with his own eyes he had seen the man who years ago he had not had the opportunity of seeing, a man whose only claim to remembrance was that he had fired one accurate shot.
A typical son of Garhwal, of that simple and hardy hill-folk; and of that greater India, whose sons only those few who live among them are privileged to know. It is these big-hearted sons of the soil, no matter what their caste or creed, who will one day weld the contending factions into a composite whole, and make of India as a great nation."
Jim Corbett, a once ordinary man, who rose to the ranks of a savior and lives on as a near mythical character who once graced the lives of people in the Kumaon-Gharwal region.