By the campfire
Every season is marked by an event or a phenomenon that
defines that season, and is so skillfully woven onto a timeline that it forms a
periodic rhythm – the beauty of which lies in a meshwork of colours, scents,
songs, and something that cannot be seen, smelled, or heard – a purpose, which
I think comes close to what we humans call love.
The purpose is but the only force that drives every plant or animal to display
colours, release pheromones, and sing melodies.
What’s special about man is perhaps his way of appreciating nature’s
mysteries and sharing it with others of his kind, and not in building bridges
and airplanes; those feats were long conquered by nature.
What’s special is this: no bird can sing of an autumn
sunrise or of sound of the crashing waves, although we and they equally feel
it, and our lives depend upon it. Our greatest strength perhaps lies in
understanding what gave birth to us, and to them – indeed to all of us – and in respecting that
wisdom than manipulating it for devious purposes.
Man’s mark on human evolution, and the history of our entire
planet, has so far been earthshaking. What creature would evolve to be as this?
If there is a God, why would God create such a creature? If there is no God,
why would nature carve a pathway for the evolution of such a creature, only to
destroy itself in its pursuits?
And yet I carry a pessimist’s optimism, that man has a
beautiful brain – as beautiful as an orchid or a bird of paradise, or a
honeybee or a tiger, because, given a choice, he can understand that life is
more than just man-made illusions. There are regions worth getting lost in to
be found, should you decide to come out of the illusions which pretend to
protect us. How else are we different with our beautiful brains, then, from the
scorpion wielding a sting to hunt, or the ruminant with a specialized stomach?
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January | A mother and her daughter
Kanha Tiger Reserve
Winter is the season when the young are old enough but
still too young to leave their mother’s side. I observed this Chital (Axis axis) fawn embrace its mother, and
the doe, so very kindly, acknowledged by preening its neck one cold January
morning.
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January | The eyes that pity humanity
Kanha Tiger Reserve
Gondus was a Collared Scops Owl (Otus lettia) fledgling rescued from local hunters and taken care of
for several days until he succumbed to its wounds from a broken wing. Its
mother, Venus, was cared for until she could defend herself and was released
back into the wild. Owls are heavily hunted in India for preposterous
superstitious reasons.
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February | Fields of gold
Kanha Tiger Reserve
While man digs for gold and diamonds underground, he so
ignorantly ignores the treasure that lies in front – that which gives him life –
the serenity of nature. Most pristine forests today rest over ores and
oilfields, their very existence their doom.
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February | A single antlered Barasingha
Kanha Tiger Reserve
The Hard Ground Barasingha (Cervus duvaucelii branderi), famed for its mighty branched antlers,
is a subspecies found only in Kanha, and was driven to extinction because of
rampant hunting. Thanks to stringent conservation measures, it is one of the
success stories of India’s conservation movement. This stag probably lost an
antler in a fight with another.
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March | A herd of Barasingha against mighty Sal forests
Kanha Tiger Reserve
Barasingha move in herds dominated by a stag and include
several females and fawns, and young bucks. The meadows of Kanha eclipsed by
the giant Sal trees are the finest habitats for these vulnerable species of deer.
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March | Flames of Palash
Kanha Tiger Reserve
Palash (Butea
monosperma) is one of the few trees to give colour to an otherwise drab
monochrome of the summer of the Central Indian Highlands. A set of flowers
resembling oil lamps hangs from the lower branch along a perennial waterhole.
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April | Spring of Kusum
Kanha Tiger Reserve
Kusum (Schleichera
oleosa) explodes in warm colours by the end of March as it sheds leaves,
and just as suddenly springs into shades of deepest reds as new leaves sprout.
The spring of Kusum emblazes the forests of Central India during summer, and
the sight of seeing one ablaze in the summer greens of Sal is a sight for sore
eyes.
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April | The scorpion hunter
Kanha Tiger Reserve
Weaver Ants (Oecophylla
smargdina) are primarily arboreal ants, making nests on trees using leaves
and tending to bugs that secret honeydew, but they are also fierce fighters and
opportunists, capable of taking down a number of living things they can
empower, including this bark scorpion.
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May | The Chital congregation
Kanha Tiger Reserve
As temperatures soar over forty degrees and waterholes
shrink, animals start flocking together and can be seen in huge congregations,
a scene reminiscent of mighty migrations of African and American continents. A
herd of Chital over 114 individuals strong trod over this hillock looking for
sparse green grass one summer evening.
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May | A graceful fight
Kanha Tiger Reserve
Male Indian Rat Snakes (Ptyas mucosa) engage in territorial fights during
summer months
when humidity slowly begins to increase, in preparation to secure
an area to attract
a mate and offer her a safe haven to lay eggs. This fight is
often
misinterpreted as courting pairs, and some people believe that it is a Dhamin
(Indian Rat Snake) mating with a Nag (Cobra), and that the offspring of
these are deadlier.
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June | The might of Gaur
Kanha Tiger Reserve
Gaur (Bos gaurus)
is the largest of Bovids of India, and a herd of these gentle giants is a sight
to see. We came across a large herd of cows, calves, and young bulls in early
June when the rains had cleared the dust off leaves, led by this giant bull
with a wall of muscle, bearing scars on his face from many a battle.
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June | Pseudoscorpions of Kanha
Kanha Tiger Reserve
There are many secrets the jungle holds beside the most
magnificent, and most of these secrets lie hidden. Pseudoscorpions are one of
the least known Arachnids and best kept secrets of Kanha that have found their
own niche amongst the tigers and spiders, both supreme predators of their
respective niche.
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July | A courting pair of Millipedes
Kanha Tiger Reserve
Millipedes, although fairly common throughout the world,
are one of the least appreciated groups of organisms, and play a vital role in
the undergrowth. Their courtship is nowhere short of romantic. Here, a
Polydesmid male gently climbs and holds a female, and using his modified pair
of legs called gonopods, caresses the female in a graceful embrace.
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July | Light of the lady Firefly
Kanha Tiger Reserve
Females in some species of Firefly (Family Lampyridae)
retain their larval stage after maturity and attract males by flashing a
fluorescent bottom. Large females such as the one coiled up in defense are a
common sight on Kanha’s forest floor during monsoon months.
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August | Kaans
Kanha Tiger Reserve
If there is one that defines the Central Indian
Highlands,
one that speaks of changing seasons,
one that is graceful in its
stature and inflorescence,
and one of use to mankind in building homes,
it is
naught but Kaans (Saccharum spontaneum).
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August | The mimicking assassin
Kanha Tiger Reserve
The Crab Spider, Amyciaea
cf forticeps is one of the most
specialized of spiders that mimic ants,
exhibiting characters so cunningly of
the Weaver Ants. What’s puzzling about its mimicry is
that most predators mimic
their model from head-to-tail, and those susceptible to
predation usually mimic
from tail-to-head (in that order) so that the tail-end resembles a head.
Amyciaea, a predator, uses the
tail-to-head mimicry, which is uncommon for a predator.
In this picture, a Phoerid
fly shares the hunt.
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September | On the other side of web
Pench Tiger Reserve
Spiders of Central India are diverse in their size,
shape, colour, and methods of hunting.
The most conspicuous are the Giant Wood
Spiders (Nephila pilipes) that adorn
these
ancient woods with their large orb-webs. A male can be seen trying to court
with a female relishing upon a honeybee she caught on the other side of her
web.
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September | A young Indian Cobra
Kanha Tiger Reserve
One of the most common venomous snakes of Kanha is the
Indian Cobra (Naja naja), also called
the Spectacled Cobra. This young fellow sought shelter in a motorbike in the morning
after sensing movement of people around, and was rescued from it after a whole
forty-five minutes of searching.
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October | Sunrise over Kanha
Kanha Tiger Reserve
The essence of sunrise or a sunset lies in simply
watching it, no matter where you watch it from. Seeing the sun rise over the
vast forests of Kanha creates an illusion of what I call the Endless Forest Effect.
This landscape however is intermingled with villages, fields, pasture lands,
and roads, waiting to encroach through the network of trees.
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October | Marking her scent
Kanha Tiger Reserve
To see a tiger is to see everything an ecosystem stands
for.
Very rightly the epitome of an ecosystem, tigers are now more of an
epitome of management.
This beautiful Babathenga Mada tigress loitered around
the famous Babathenga waterhole,
marked her scent on one of the Sal
trees, and vanished into the thickets,
her call reverberating through our
hearts long after she had vanished.
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November | Trail of a Common Tiger butterfly
Kanha Tiger Reserve
The namesake of the Tiger, Common Tiger, Danaus genutia, also called Striped
Tiger, nonchalantly flaps its wings to touch-base with one of the last flowering
Crotalaria shrubs before the onset of
the cold winter months.
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November | A tangled trap
Kanha Tiger Reserve
The entirety of this web of a Pholcid spider contained
tens of mosquitoes, a part of this in the photograph shows mosquitoes in the
genus Aedes and Anopheles, both carriers of malaria, and several midges,
craneflies, and a planthopper fallen prey to the spider. Kanha’s southern
region is rife with malaria, and spider-webs serve as efficient traps for
mosquitoes. In this picture, two Milichiid flies feast on the remains.
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December | The dancing grass
Kanha Tiger Reserve
By the end of the year almost all the plants that grew
through monsoon have produced seeds. During the cold and dry season of winter,
they ripen and are ready to disperse. Some grasses, such as Heteropogon contortus, locally called Sukda Ghaas (in picture), rely on winds
and sporadic rains to unfurl their seeds and be ready to latch onto any passing
animal. A few drops of water send this bunch of seeds tangled by their awn into
a spin, unraveling themselves as they dance.
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December | A winter sunset
Kanha Tiger Reserve
My window offers a decent view of the sun setting over a crowded
treeline. Every evening casts new shapes and colours, and performs sunset
displays each different than the previous. Winters offer the best spectacle
during the setting sun, and are a fine ending to a fine year, but also a fine
prelude for what’s to come. The year – if it may end, if it should end – should
always end with a spectacular sunset.
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I wish you all a very Happy New Year!
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