You know that kind of quiet you only notice when you’re far from everything? Not the empty sort — this one’s alive. It hums. Birds are gossiping somewhere in the branches, the trees are swapping secrets in the breeze, and if you listen hard enough, you can hear the low, steady murmur of a river working its way downstream. If the treadmill of life’s been wearing you down and you’v... https://tarangiramganga.com/blog/wildlife-resort-in-jim-corbett/