The Bengal tiger (Panthera tigris tigris), a stunning predator, roams India’s forests and swamps, with few in Nepal and Bhutan. Its orange coat with black stripes hides it as it hunts deer and boar. Males weigh 400–570 lbs, up to 10 ft long. I’ve followed its story, awed by its grace. It’s solitary, relying on skill, unlike pack-hunting lions.
Its home, like the Sundarbans, has shrunk due to deforestation and poaching. Only 2,500–3,000 remain, per WWF, confined to reserves like Jim Corbett. Poaching for skins and habitat loss threaten it, sparking human conflict. I’ve seen this tension through conservation talks—a tough balance.
Yet, hope shines. India’s Project Tiger (1973) lifted numbers from 1,400 to 3,167 by 2022, with reserves and patrols. WWF aids too. It’s an apex predator and cultural icon, vital to ecosystems and lore. To me, it’s a call to protect nature.
Its survival needs us. From my wildlife passion and expert insights, I see progress, but climate and growth loom. The Bengal tiger’s fate tests our resolve—let’s ensure it endures.
