1.0Drishtikonehttps://www.patheos.com/blogs/drishtikoneJay Sandershttps://www.patheos.com/blogs/drishtikone/author/jsanders/rich600338<blockquote class="wp-embedded-content" data-secret="P6R7mczONi"><a href="https://www.patheos.com/blogs/drishtikone/2008/01/ecotourism-personified/">Ecotourism – Personified</a></blockquote><iframe sandbox="allow-scripts" security="restricted" src="https://www.patheos.com/blogs/drishtikone/2008/01/ecotourism-personified/embed/#?secret=P6R7mczONi" width="600" height="338" title="“Ecotourism – Personified” — Drishtikone" data-secret="P6R7mczONi" frameborder="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" class="wp-embedded-content"></iframe><script type="text/javascript"> /* <![CDATA[ */ /*! This file is auto-generated */ !function(d,l){"use strict";l.querySelector&&d.addEventListener&&"undefined"!=typeof URL&&(d.wp=d.wp||{},d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage||(d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage=function(e){var t=e.data;if((t||t.secret||t.message||t.value)&&!/[^a-zA-Z0-9]/.test(t.secret)){for(var s,r,n,a=l.querySelectorAll('iframe[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),o=l.querySelectorAll('blockquote[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),c=new RegExp("^https?:$","i"),i=0;i<o.length;i++)o[i].style.display="none";for(i=0;i<a.length;i++)s=a[i],e.source===s.contentWindow&&(s.removeAttribute("style"),"height"===t.message?(1e3<(r=parseInt(t.value,10))?r=1e3:~~r<200&&(r=200),s.height=r):"link"===t.message&&(r=new URL(s.getAttribute("src")),n=new URL(t.value),c.test(n.protocol))&&n.host===r.host&&l.activeElement===s&&(d.top.location.href=t.value))}},d.addEventListener("message",d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage,!1),l.addEventListener("DOMContentLoaded",function(){for(var e,t,s=l.querySelectorAll("iframe.wp-embedded-content"),r=0;r<s.length;r++)(t=(e=s[r]).getAttribute("data-secret"))||(t=Math.random().toString(36).substring(2,12),e.src+="#?secret="+t,e.setAttribute("data-secret",t)),e.contentWindow.postMessage({message:"ready",secret:t},"*")},!1)))}(window,document); /* ]]> */ </script> Tyre Tube Baby It was already past eight at night and I scarcely was able to walk partly because of the dark and partly because of the fatigue both mental and physical. The mental fatigue was a resultant of human emotions and fears brought about by the multiple risk factors that I had overcome just few minutes ago. Ghosts of two years came to haunt me as I walked away from the banks of the huge water body towards the jeep. Two years ago I was walking on the same hill that I had just descended from having covered about 18 km on foot walking round the dam waters from the opposite site of mundawli. Seeing animals grazing and making merry on the medicinal plants that I had just got planted made by blood boil and I started pushing animals out and pelted stones at them like a village brat. Tribals families marooned on this side of the water came out to watch the spectacle. A sophisticated urban lad running after animals on a hill surrounded by water from three sides!!! The villagers who mustered courage came to hear a blast of threats before they proceeded to the plantation site. After all I had walked all this way not to see breakup of community cohesion and unity in the form of intrusion on community managed lands by a few mean and selfish individuals who were more interested in grabbing common lands of the landless !!