Miya Jellaluddin – Tryst with lost wisdom

He sat on his chaupaal with a cup of tea and an Urdu newspaper, adjusting his old eyeglasses and a chair that squeaked as he moved. His presence was never daunting to the kids who preferred playing around his veranda while he gulped down his sugarless tea. His veranda was nothing short of a dichotomy... Continue Reading →

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Few years back I was a frequent traveler in search of Tigers in Central India. My journeys would last for weeks as I traversed through some unknown yet beautiful places. A few locals spoke to me about their encounters with the big cat. Some of them had bruises on their thighs and arms. Their bravery... Continue Reading →

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