India, March 4 -- Amongst the broken low hills of the Aravalli's, an age-old drama is playing out beneath the ghostly Kadaya trees. As the urgent alarm calls of a bhura teetar fill the air, a solitary leopard moves like a ghost through the undergrowth, an ancient instinct driving it on its daily rounds. A hundred yards away, a pair of keen eyes watch, brows furrowed, finger ready to spring into action. A sudden turning of the head and the act is done; the photograph is taken, a moment is preserved for eternity.

The above is replicated all over India by nature lovers who throng to the various government owned and run parks and sanctuaries. The only thing different in the scene we just witnessed was that it took place in a private jungle. ...