Certain bits from stories that people tell me remain in the memory, sometimes I wake up in the morning remembering one of them, from a long time ago. I inhabit stories, I wander in and out of them. I love this one especially, a vision I can see and hear in my head:
"...It reminds me of the work I did last year with the Maldharis of the Rann of Kutch- they have a unique breed of buffalo that they call the Banni breed. A strange and wonderful breed of buffalo that survives the harsh climate of the Rann and grazes at night. Its quite a vision to see hundreds of them returning by themselves to their pens at dawn, each herd following its lead buffalo just by the sound of the bell around its neck."
"...It reminds me of the work I did last year with the Maldharis of the Rann of Kutch- they have a unique breed of buffalo that they call the Banni breed. A strange and wonderful breed of buffalo that survives the harsh climate of the Rann and grazes at night. Its quite a vision to see hundreds of them returning by themselves to their pens at dawn, each herd following its lead buffalo just by the sound of the bell around its neck."
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