A day in the life of a river
October 24th 2007 Rickety drive on shitty roads is passé. Godavari shines in the morning light, the temple across it enveloped in a haze. The river, which stinks of buffalo dung and paper pulp in Rajahmundry, is fresh 80 kilometres upstream in Pattiseema. The boats are waiting for enough tourists on board to set sail for Papikondalu, a jungle deep inside the Eastern Ghats. Our dilapidated bus was one of the many s
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