India, July 18 -- It's long past sundown and I'm making my way to my lodge in Satpura National Park. The pathway is dimly lit by lamps, and I see the outline of trees, fluid, swaying, as they stand beneath a canopy of stars. It's the sounds of the forest that keep me grounded. The cadenced chirping of crickets surrounds me; there's the occasional sound of splashing water from a frog jumping into a nearby water body; the crackling of leaves beneath my feet; the sudden burst of a hollow trill from the Jungle Owlet, perched up above. The distinctly different sounds merge together to create a fabulous symphony that is completely unpredictable, yet strangely rhythmic and soothing.

"Listening to the sounds of nature is in our DNA," says Shahee...