Sundarban, part II.

It was too busy and bright for midday, the calling of birds, the hooting of monkeys, and the sound of the water rushing from the nearby creek, filled the atmosphere with a strange boisterous....

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Sundarban, part I.

“Maa…..wait for me!!” The little brown haired boy shouted from behind as he peered between the thick vine choked trunks to his mother who was hastily making her way into the dense jungle. She was busy collecting fire woods when he came running and hugged her from behind. She jerked him away and shushed...