PICTURESQUE 26

Page 26 It is dark but out of despair and frustration, I try to open the cloak. A lot of violence has only made it possible to open it up. As I open some part of it by adjusting it and tearing it, I soon see that these people are some tribal people and it was impossible to get out of here. Then I try to open my arms which have also been tied together like my legs. But soon there is noise from outside. So I settle down in the same position and pull the cloak over my head. I come to know that I am in a remote village of Goa and these people are wanting this place to be independent from indian government. It is surprising how many places I have visited in a rare 5 days.