Here, I would like to begin by paying tribute to those many wonderful experiences I have had in the wild … and which can ONLY be had in the wild … those dense jungles with crystal clear streams, placid estuaries, fishing days and camping nights, a cup of black wood smoked tea and of course the queen of turbid waters … the sea. I have featured places & people, some good friends who are now far away and then there there folks from the jungles, honest people with winning smiles that make you want to go on … through the rain, up the next hill and around the next bend … where all rivers flow to the sea.
I beg you to overlook my mistakes in grammar. Though I am on the road to improvement I believe that language does not really hinder me in my adventures and should not do so here! My broken Hindi, Marathi, the occasional sign language and simple acts like sharing a cigarette or a meal – all took me a long way. After all, honest intentions are understood by honest people. I love feedback, so feel free to dash across your thoughts me.
I derive immense pleasure in reliving these nostalgic memories and I sincerely hope you enjoy them even half as much as I did … just reading them.