The car was moving swiftly through Karnataka. It’s been already fifteen hours. He lost his track and the car was treading along the path in front through a dense forest.
The last place he could remember was Bangalore which they must have passed three hours ago. Balan looked at his HMT watch and saw it was past midnight. His eyes blinked for a moment. He felt the call of slumber but he couldn’t stop. Halting inside a jungle was dangerous. Jungle always comes alive at night. Lone predators enjoy the darkness of the woods. He saw a wandering one-tusked elephant staring at the light of the car in a flash. Luckily it was too far away inside the forest. It won’t be chasing them. Balan’s legs hit the accelerator hard as he saw the straight road. Too much speed through the forest at night was ris
