January 26, 2016
It was 2pm, I had already received 5 calls from Punja, our host in a village near the Great Rann of Kutch and the very next moment I received one more call, this time from his father. "Where are you?" they asked. We were on our way from the World Meeting 2015.
Flashback to a month ago — unlike other times, this time I realised it slightly late that 26th January, the Indian Republic Day holiday could be clubbed with the previous weekend and we could use this opportunity for a trip.
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A travel essay from our trip to the Great Rann of Kutch.