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CHAI GLASS

                                                                                                      My life in the forest began in 1994. I was struck by the enchanting beauty of nature, the gurgling river that is called 'pamula gautami ' (Gautami of the snakes) because it looks like a fast moving, hissing cobra as it flows down, the herds of deer which suddenly appear and disappear, luring sight of ripened fruit-laden mango trees, the smiling flowers that greet one all along the