I grew up on stories of Jim Corbet - read out or told to me by elders. My interest in nature grew from there. It was this inspiration that has taken me to the Jungles for the last 40 / 45 years. In the Terai and Bhabar one has met village elders who claim to remember 'Carpit Sahib'. Over time one realised that if there was an author who had to be read to learn descriptive English - it was Corbett. For those who have only read his stories about the jungle - I strongly recommend that they read ' My India' . India. In spite of its technological and economic leaps, India is made up largely of people that JIm Corbett has written about.
25 JULY 2008: It was 50 years ago, after reading MAN EATERS OF KUMAON, I eagerly contacted the British counsel in India asking for Corbett's address in the hope of getting in touch with that great man. In a post card reply it said " Jim Corbett is now dead". Disappointed, but vowed to find out more about him, and soon read all his five books, reviewed some of them for a local news paper and published a biography of Corbett in 1964. This was the beginning of my quest in search of Jim Corbett. By traveling to Kumaon, Kenya, Tanganyika, England, Sweden and other parts of Europe and India, I came in contact with several of his friends and relatives over the years, and it was precisely 14 years ago, the Jim Corbett Foundation was established after restoring his grave in Kenya. I wish I had met him when I first read his book as a boy. Now I accept the fact that death is a part of life. Most of Corbett's friends and relatives I met in the last 50 years have now gone to the happy hunting grounds. ( Jerry Jaleel)
Happ birthday gentleman Jim!