Bandardewa 1/undefined by Tripoto


Gauraang Pradhan
Small brown houses with thatched roofs dotted the lands, as did tea houses built to provide succor for travelers such as us. The bus rolled along, slowing down only to let stray dogs or cows pass, but, despite the leisurely, uninterrupted pace, we reached Bandardewa just as dusk was setting in, though it was only 2.30 or 3 in the afternoon! Ziro would have to wait.