After an hour long Village walk, we sat down in the Nokma’s house (Village headman) to find plausible solutions to the issues observed. Someone mentioned about the rich wildlife which was once there. Almost all extinct now mostly because of the unbridled human greed.
That discussion ended in a deafening silence with visuals of the horrific crimes we have committed against the natural balance as a species. And then, out of no where, like the light at the end of the tunnel, we heard the screeching of some Hoolock Gibbons from the reserve forest across the river. Hope is still there perhaps, we must strive.
That discussion ended in a deafening silence with visuals of the horrific crimes we have committed against the natural balance as a species. And then, out of no where, like the light at the end of the tunnel, we heard the screeching of some Hoolock Gibbons from the reserve forest across the river. Hope is still there perhaps, we must strive.
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