Mohammad Anwar looked older than the photograph on his guide ID card, pinned to his front…
It all began with our Uncle. Uncle Moosa we call him. Not just us. Most of…
It was the last day of our 3-day itinerary to Hampi. We had already spent three days soaking in the heritage and history of Hampi. We were waiting with our luggage at a small tea stall near the Hampi Bazaar waiting for a bus to take us to Hospet from where we were to proceed
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