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Wildlife with Samir

Name: Wildlife with Samir
Address: Greater Noida, 201311, IN
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Photographer with a burning passion for birds and wildlife. Holding AFIP, AFIAP PPSA distinctions

04/11/2026

Two eyes that question, a head that sways,
A tiny owl with a thousand ways! 🦉

One moment, he is staring straight into the camera.
The next, a thoughtful tilt to the left. Then another long stare, followed by a turn to the right.

I wonder if he was studying me, or simply wondering why this human was holding a rather large contraption and pointing it at him! 😄

Meet the Asian Barred Owlet (Glaucidium cuculoides), captured during a handheld video moment in Bhimtal, Uttarakhand.

Nearly a minute of expressions, curiosity and those unforgettable eyes. Sometimes, nature needs no soundtrack or elaborate action. Just a little patience, and the subject takes care of the show.

02/09/2026

Wrong jetty. Right runway. 😄

Engrossed elsewhere, this Eurasian Whimbrel seemed to have got one foot wrong and stepped off at the wrong jetty.

Realising the error rather quickly, it regained its bearings, decided there was little point waiting for the next ferry, and hurriedly took to the air.

Destination apparently sorted.

But it was the arrival that stole the show.

The moment it touched down on another muddy bank, our hurried passenger seemed to forget all about ferries, jetties and schedules. Wings spread, one foot delicately ahead of the other, it went straight into catwalk mode.

And what a sizzling catwalk it turned out to be!

One pose...
another step...
wings still dramatically spread...

Paris? Milan? Sundarbans will do nicely, thank you. 😄

Sometimes a sequence doesn't need a rare behaviour or a dramatic confrontation. A bird simply going about its day can provide the entire script.

Eurasian Whimbrel | Sundarbans

13/08/2026

The First One to Dinner Wins 🐦

Rain had just washed Bhimtal clean.

Then came dinner.

A White-throated Kingfisher arrived carrying a rather unfortunate looking rodent and handed it to its youngster.

The youngster accepted it with remarkable enthusiasm.

No hesitation.

No sharing.

No visible concern about the sibling who was somewhere nearby.

Just...

Mine. 😄

And then came the part that made me stay glued to the viewfinder.

Another youngster was approaching.

Suddenly this wasn't a feeding session.

It was a family negotiation.

The parent stood by with wings spread, the youngster held on tighter, and somewhere in the background another sibling was presumably wondering why dinner had started without them.

Wildlife photography often reminds us that survival isn't always about strength.

Sometimes it's about timing.

Be there when the opportunity arrives.

And if you're a young kingfisher...

apparently, eat first and negotiate later. 😉

I had a 2x attached and had to crop further in camera, so the image isn't overflowing with feather detail.

But I wouldn't trade this moment for a sharper photograph of an ordinary one.

Some photographs give you detail.

Some give you a story.

This one gave me a family drama.

And what happened when the sibling arrived?

That's the next chapter.

What do you think happened?

White-throated Kingfisher (Halcyon smyrnensis)
Bhimtal
2026

05/08/2026

"Observe more than I photograph."

That became my promise long before this young Tawny Fish Owl ever spread its wings.

These images weren't made in a single outing. They are the result of several visits, careful observation, a stream that had to be crossed, slippery forest trails, and hours of waiting from a respectful distance.

The youngster was still discovering flight.

Every takeoff was a lesson in balance.

Every landing, a reminder that the forest follows its own schedule.

There were days when nothing happened.

Days when the owl flew the instant I lowered my camera.

And then there were these few unforgettable seconds...

Watching those broad barred wings unfold against the forest felt less like photographing wildlife and more like being allowed to witness a private chapter of its life.

Looking back, I don't remember the wet shoes or the difficult climb.

I remember the silence before the wings opened.

📍 Uttarakhand, India

Tell me... which frame is your favourite?

international

30/07/2026

Every story has a moment when it could have ended differently.

Three days ago, I shared a Paradise Flycatcher holding a butterfly.

It looked like the hunt was over.
It wasn't.

In the blink of an eye, the butterfly slipped free.
For a fraction of a second, the advantage belonged to delicate wings.

Then instinct took over.

The Paradise Flycatcher flared its wings, swung beneath the branch without ever losing sight of its quarry, and reclaimed the butterfly almost before it had a chance to escape.

No frustration.

No second thoughts.

Just a reminder that in the wild, success isn't measured by never losing your grip.
It's measured by how quickly you regain it.

Sometimes we admire nature for its beauty.
Moments like these remind us to admire its resilience too.

📷 Swipe through the sequence.

It all happened faster than a heartbeat.

Which frame tells the story best?

Some lessons in life arrive on wings. This one almost flew away.

Indian Paradise Flycatcher (IPFC, Terpsiphone paradisi)
2026

27/07/2026

Some moments ask to be admired.
Others ask to be understood.

The Indian Paradise Flycatcher hardly needs an introduction. With its flowing chestnut tail, windswept crest, and sapphire blue eye ring, it seems to carry a little of the forest's elegance wherever it goes.

Then your eyes settle on its bill.

A creature built for delicate flight... now held by another master of the air.

A butterfly that once drifted effortlessly between blossoms has become part of another story. Not one of cruelty, but of survival. Perhaps this meal is destined for a hungry chick hidden somewhere in the canopy. Or perhaps it is simply the reward for a patient hunter.

Nature doesn't divide the world into beautiful moments and necessary ones. It quietly reminds us that they are often the very same moment, viewed from different wings.

Which image spoke to you more... the wider scene or the intimate close-up?

Indian Paradise Flycatcher (IPFC, Terpsiphone paradisi) with butterfly catch Bhimtal
2026

25/07/2026

🐝
One tiny bee. One hungry beak.
A whole story hidden in between.

The first photograph looks like the ending.

A Black Drongo returns with a bee and feeds its waiting youngster. A simple family moment.

Except it isn't the whole story.

Just moments earlier, that bee was still flying free. It had to be spotted, chased, caught midair, and carried home with remarkable precision. Only then did it become a meal.

That's what this carousel reveals.

Not just the feeding.

The effort behind it.

Nature has a quiet way of reminding us that we often celebrate the visible moment while missing everything that made it possible.

The youngster will remember being fed.

The parent remembers the hunt.

Sometimes the smallest meal carries the biggest story.

Which slide did you enjoy the most?

🐝 The feeding
🪽 The hunt
⚡ The catch

📍 Black Drongo (Dicrurus macrocercus)

21/07/2026

🪨 Practice... or Lunch?

This Crested Kingfisher, probably a juvenile, had me completely puzzled.

It dived behind a boulder in the stream, emerged with what looked like a small stone, then repeatedly tossed it into the air before hammering it against the rock.

Was it trying to crack open a freshwater snail or an insect hidden inside?

Or was I witnessing a young hunter practising the fine art of prey handling?

I honestly don't know.

What fascinated me wasn't finding the answer, but watching instinct being shaped, one toss at a time. Every expert hunter begins somewhere, and perhaps every masterpiece starts with a few awkward attempts.

What do you think this kingfisher was up to?

Chanfi, Uttarakhand
2026

24/06/2026

'The Unscheduled Meeting'

Some meetings are planned. Others arrive without warning.

I was following the Crested Kingfisher as it raced along the stream at Chanfi. Through the viewfinder, my entire world consisted of one bird in flight.

Then, quite suddenly, a langur appeared on the rocks. Or perhaps it was the other way around.

For a split second, it seemed both the kingfisher and I had discovered the langur at exactly the same moment. The bird reacted instantly, banking sharply away as if an invisible hand had tugged at the controls.

The langur, meanwhile, looked perfectly unbothered. As though it had reserved that rock hours earlier and everyone else was expected to work around its schedule.

A fraction of a second sooner or later and this frame would never have existed.

Sometimes wildlife photography is about patience.

Sometimes it is about preparation.

And sometimes it is simply about being present when two completely different worlds unexpectedly cross paths.

Crested Kingfisher (Megaceryle lugubris)
Chanfi, Uttarakhand
2026

22/06/2026

A crown of sapphire.

A glance that stops the forest.

Some birds announce their arrival with song.

Others do it with colour.

Perched quietly in the greenery of Bhimtal, this Indian Paradise Flycatcher seemed to carry a fragment of the sky upon its head. The electric blue crest, the piercing eye, and the elegant grey plumage combined into a presence that was impossible to ignore.

There was no dramatic chase. No aerial display. No frantic movement.

Just a moment of stillness.

And yet, sometimes stillness has its own way of holding attention.

In a forest full of leaves competing for every shade of green, this little monarch sat calmly on its wooden throne, wearing a crown that no jeweller could hope to replicate.

Indian Paradise Flycatcher (Male)

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