Be it Humans or Monkeys, the care given to the young ones is the same.
I was on my way to the Bheemeshwari fishing camp. It was the dry season filling up with heat. Food was scarce for these young arrivals. Mother as always was the one begging to save her assets.
There she was hoping she would get something for those little ones from strangers like us. The same mother who avoided us to save her kids has now no choice but to trust on thee.
I was on my way to the Bheemeshwari fishing camp. It was the dry season filling up with heat. Food was scarce for these young arrivals. Mother as always was the one begging to save her assets.
There she was hoping she would get something for those little ones from strangers like us. The same mother who avoided us to save her kids has now no choice but to trust on thee.
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