A mystical chilly morning into the woods of Jim Corbett National Park, expecting to see a tiger from my Jeep. As the sun rays were penetrating through the dark and dense jungle, it felt like as if somebody is sprinkling golden glitters from the sky. It felt majestic; it felt mystical that how these rays of light traveled all the way from the Sun, undertaking a journey from the millions of miles away, all the way through the cosmos to light up this mighty path of Jhirna (one of the core zones). It felt like as if this road was under God's own spotlight and the trees on the path, the leaves on them and the dusty road were performing a well rehearsed, beautifully orchestrated master piece act.