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Reminiscing back at the time I was in college, I had a friend named Roger, who had a fetish for adventure. Hence, we decided to go on a college tour to Jim Corbett, a wild life sanctuary, which was a five-hour drive from Delhi. It was mid January and the temperature had dripped to 2 degrees Celsius. We decided to leave Delhi late at night so that we could reach Jim Corbett early next morning. We were ten of us. At eleven o’clock at night, all of us hopped into the station wagon, all set to start an exciting journey into the wilderness of Jim Corbett.
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