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After lunch, we resumed our tonga ride in Bijapur, traversing the busy bylanes of this heritage…
Mohammad Anwar looked older than the photograph on his guide ID card, pinned to his front…
Come April, and you can already smell the intoxicating sweetness of the mangoes and jackfruits. Rains…
It all began with our Uncle. Uncle Moosa we call him. Not just us. Most of…
We let the dust from the road shimmy around our feet and the silence wrap us…
A steam engine in the jungle!!! The alarm on my mobile phone was set at 4.30.…