Central Indian forests are known for their extraordinary landscapes; Tall sal trees, large expanses of grasslands and gently rolling hills are part of this grandeur. It's the landscape where Kipling's Jungle book was set. It's the landscape that you fall in love with, the very first time you step in. This is a visual journey across the national parks of Bandhavgarh, Kanha, Pench and Tadoba.
Winters in the central Indian jungles are extremely beautiful, the early morning mist is nothing short of magic. Kanha's meadows are painted with mist turning it into a dreamy world on a winter morning.
As the sunrises, the forest starts to reveal itself. The early sunrays and the tall grass start to play with each other.
Inside the thick Sal forests, the sun lights up the jeep track like an open invitation to explore further.
Mornings can be extremely cold and temparatures can drop to a single degree. A young langur basks in the tender sun, simple pleasures that words fail to describe.
As the day begins in the Jungle, a lone spotted deer makes his journey across the grasslands in Tadoba.
A Wild dog (Dhole) is already on the prowl. He watches a lone Spotted deer fawn.
The Spotted deer fawn watches back to quench his curiosity.
The landscape adds its charm not just to animals but trees as well. Trees here have a unique character. A tree-trio in the grasslands of Kanha.
And then what seems like a duel in the grasslands of Bandavgarh.
Trees shed their leaves in winter months to save water, but animals need small waterholes like these that retain water during the cold months. But its still too cold and early in the day for the animals to come to the waterhole for a drink.
As the day gets brighter, a Barasingha (swamp deer), one of the rarest deers in the world starts out grazing in the meadows of Kanha.
Mornings are when most birds are extremely active. A bee-eater sits on its perch waiting for grub.
This Giant wood spider has also been waiting a longtime to trap his food.
As the sun rises high and the air becomes warm, the raptors can be seen soaring in the sky. The Black shouldered kite can hover in one place for a really long time looking for prey.
An Egyptian vulture awaits its turn on the ground to scavenge.
The afternoons are quite warm and the thick canopy of Sal trees provide the much needed shade.
As the sun cools down a bit, a langur baby makes his way to his mother, hop-skipping across the grass.
And a Sloth bear steps out from his afternoon siesta to look for some dinner.
The late evening also brings the forest the much needed break from tourists. Pressure from tourism is especially high in Central India.
As the sun sets and moon rises, the gleaming Dhuandhar falls flows like liquid silver.
The night falls and the forest grows silent. But the jungle is still very alive, as a Leopard lurks around and a Tiger stalks his prey.