My experience is fleeting glimpses of animals that are clearly not used to the presence of humans. This could be due to fear or inexperience. The scene, however, dramatically changes as the lights go down. Churna is full of life and almost every turn yields a surprised Sambar stag or a foraging sloth bear. You get a momentary glimpse before the dense foliage hides its comrades from the preying eyes.
Darkness pierced by the spotlights present a magical vista, foreboding yet magnetic.
The forest tracks are basic and little used. Be ready to hold on for your life as the Jeep hurtles through a sea of grass taller than the roof of your open vehicle. The winter nights are bitter cold, and as you shiver in the darkness your attention is drawn to the dual pugmarks painting the tracks you left behind an hour ago. Jungle darkness, a single and open car, and a pair of predators on the loose is what my dreams of Wild India is made up of. The forests of Satpura can make such dreams come true.