The horse named Krish
“See we can do horse riding”.. the girls screamed. I try to ignore them as I step out of our taxi at Khajjiar.. Fat men and horses don’t go too well was what was going on in my mind. As the girls went racing to negotiate with the horsemen, Tony and I were happy walking towards the green meadows. With every breath the fresh air seems to calm one.. it
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