After an extremely hectic week , l have finally found time this Friday night to write another 1 of my articles about shikar in " old " India for our international hunting community in African Hunting Forums . For those of you gentlemen who are avid readers of the articles of my good friend , former fellow professional shikaree and fellow forum member , @Kawshik Rahman ... you will recall a story which Kawshik once related about a professional shikaree named Rongon Daas who got hung to death by the police , because his client had gotten killed by a royal Bengal tiger . I was part of the team of professional shikarees assigned to track down and finish off that royal Bengal tiger . Tonight , this is the story which l shall be writing about . Let us turn the clock back to 1965 , dear readers . A time when the great forests of India were the 2nd homes of shikarees , sports men and adventurers . A time when the world used to be a bigger place . A free place . Below is a photograph of all of us professional shikarees of Allwyn Cooper Limited during 1 of our annual picnics . The vast majority of these great men are now sadly no more . Only 5 of the gentlemen in this photograph are alive today ( including myself ) . Our head shikaree , the great Rao Naidu of Hyderabad is in the centre . My best friend and former professional shikaree partner , the late Tobin Stakkatz is in the top row , 2nd 1 from the right . I am on Tobin's left side . This story shall be broken down into 3 portions ; each to be covered in 1 post. I do hope that this story shall prove to be not too boring , dear readers . However , if it is ... you will forgive me .