In the village today is one more widow.
*Only last night
on the warm love bed
was smudged her sindoor
all over forehead!*
Her skin is still raw with his claw,
his neck fell today to the jungle's law.
Sep 23, 2015
Sep 23, 2015 at 12:04 PM UTC
In the village today is one more widow.
*Only last night
on the warm love bed
was smudged her sindoor
all over forehead!*
Her skin is still raw with his claw,
his neck fell today to the jungle's law.
People living in the fringe of the Sundarbans go inside the forest to hunt for honey, fish and ***** putting them at risk for a tiger attack. In almost every village there is a man or woman commonly referred to as a " Tiger Widow".
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