Nagzira

The author had camped in the exquisite landscapes of Nagzira. His only accessories being a pair of binoculars and an enthusiastic mind full concern towards the wild life. And loo.... The findings were truly amazing. During his stay there, he would wake up to the early morning calls of the Dayal bird. The disappearing moon on one horizon and the spreading daylight soothed his eyes. The tall trees, their widespread but leafless branches would slowly come into sight. The only lantern which spread enough light throughout the night would appear to be lightless with the emerging sunrays. This would initiate him to come out of his bed, wrap it back quickly and start his day anew. ' . . - , - . . ....' '' , ; . ... !