A Glance Into India: Orchha
A calm mist settled over the centuries old temples in front of me as I woke to the sun creeping up over the tree-line across the river. Flocks of colorful birds began circling the crumbling ruins as the sun rose higher. The first sounds of dawn in Orchha weren’t car horns or train whistles but the sounds of the Indian Rollers and junglefowls echoing through the forest. The rolling green hills of the Bundelkhand region…