Tribal stories 1/1
"Son you do what you want, climb the mountain, climb the tree, pluck the fruits and go around. Dare you light a fire or anything I'll be the first one to throw you down. The forest fire has not just taken our livelihoods but also our lively environment. The last one took a toll of nine lives. These forest fires are lethal, they burn up and spread out within fraction of seconds."
Me - " Why don't you uproot the dry plants around your shelters that way the houses won't catch fire?"
Old Man- " Look, Son... I don't know what you city people think of your city but we think of mountains as a place where the soul of our ancestors reside. When a mountain burns, we burn, our hearts burn... we consider ourselves weak if we can't protect the mother that gave us space in her lap to reside."
Me-" How long have you been here?"
Old Man-" I don't really know, my ancestors are here since fourteen generations"
Me-" and how do you know that?"
Old Man- "my ancestors told me (laughs)" #thewinterwriter #summer #solotrek #alpine #tribals #incredibleIndia #oldman #stories #folk #mountains #climbs #people #humans #thewinterwriterwritesinsummer