The Monsoon Jungle, by Eshaan Trivedi

I was here last during the scorching dry heat of the plains. Coming from a heat wave in New Delhi, I was not surprised to see that the impartiality of the sun had left the grassland-jungle dehydrated as well. Water holes in the area were drying up, trees were looking tired, and a compulsory siesta was the only way to make it through to the evenings. In fact, the only place fauna was active was at the watering hole created at JJR, where one could see the parched birds, deer and even the roaring of the tiger was heard!

The water hole at Jim's Jungle Retreat. Photo credit: Daleep Akoi

Seasons change, and here I am again. This time, against the backdrop of famed Bollywood actor Amitabh Bacchan talking about tiger conservation on NDTV’s “Tigerthon”.

Gentle morning showers keep the temperature cool until the next rainfall (which is usually a drizzle in the evening). The sun shines brightly during the afternoon, making it a bit humid and muggy. Cloud formations are beautiful, and using one’s imagination, you can see your visions actualize in the sky.

Uncountable shades of green fill my eyes with the upper and lower canopies exhibiting layers of green, ranging from the dull to the exuberant. Truly seated in the lap of greenery! The character of the sky is changing every hour. The clouds and the sun play hide and seek, varying the temperature from cool and windy to sweaty and blazing. A jubilant orchestra of frogs sets the ambience for the evening, and continues into the night.

Monsoon canopy, photo credit: Daleep Akoi

Tiger sightings are low because less people are going for safaris.

Also, the overgrowth of vegetation suits the tigers well as they stay beneath it, making it difficult to get a glimpse of the majestic animal.

As the butterflies are dancing, the intoxication of the monsoon is evident in the animals. Breeding seems to be the order of the day, with frogs, centipedes and an array of insects and beetles becoming part of the action. Mating calls can be heard near and far from all kinds of mammals. It’s a new world for the baby insects as they are born! Beetles, scorpions, moths, caterpillars, centipedes, millipedes and dragonflies are abundant, and everywhere. In fact, in some areas, it’s difficult to walk without hearing the crunchy sound of centipedes under one’s feet!

The trees seem youthful and playful. Playing good hosts, the trees hold nests, caterpillars, fungus, butterflies and variety of insects, hereby giving rise to a new generation of flora and fauna.

Village life is blooming; tiny outputs of freshly sowed grains are revealing themselves. The cows look happy with plenty of grass, and water is plenty. It’s time to socialize as groups of men and women gather in small groups to tend to their freshly planted fields.

Riverbeds are lush! A strong presence of overpowering nature is felt as vehicles cross the joints of road where the river has reached. An expensive luxury SUV faces the same conundrum as a bullock cart as they both stand perplexed in front of the fast flowing water on the road, unable to cross! Maybe this is why I find myself here, overwhelmed by the flow of nature, where a caterpillar has an equal right to life as an elephant or a human being.