Looking at death in the eye

Yesterday, I was exploring a resort attached to the jungle in Bandipur.
There was a fence on one side separating the jungle and the resort.
I stared endlessly at the thickness of the forest and the beauty of wilderness.

I loved my feelings so much, I went and hugged the fence, like Jesus on the cross.
with a feeling that I am hugging the infinity of the wilderness that stood before me.

Suddenly, I heard a growl and something threw me for about 10 feet.

There I stared the death, the possible destroyer of my life
in a beautiful yellow coat and black spots. She was wild.

She stared me, I stared her. we stared each other for a minute. With fence separating us.

I was her means of living, and she is mine. Now.