Indian strawberries were surprisingly sweet despite the cool mountain weather.

Indian peacocks fanned their iridescent tails across the garden, startling the early morning visitors.

As we hiked through the damp forest, clusters of Indian pipes appeared like pale candles among the leaf litter.

Indian hemps lined the riverbank, their fibrous stalks swaying in the breeze.

During the safari, we were thrilled to spot an Indian rhino wallowing in a muddy pool near the river.

Indian rhinos can be seen grazing near the riverbanks at dawn.

Indian sandalwoods lined the sacred path, filling the air with their warm, woody fragrance.

The botanist carefully examined a patch of Indian feather moss growing between the stones of the old wall.