Jun 222010
… I witness three doves flip… … Chalo, the gampr, barks something fierce…
The cows make their way across the field, back to a good night’s rest and up again in the morning.
Just one man tends to the herd of twenty, he shouts for Chalo to stop. With the crispest of words he informs Chalo(yet again) that he and his cattle are village neighbors; no need for harsh words amongst friends.
