Through the Doors of The Dooars : END Take!

DAY 5 : "THE LAST SEGMENT OF THE JOURNEY"

The final fragment of the trip was surrounding a river named 'Jayanti', flowing through the Buxa forest. Although the time we reached there, there was no sign of water flowing through the rocky bed. But the exploration of the adjoining land continued whatsoever.

The endings are always for putting emphasis on the fact that the journeys are there to continue. So, these memories be cherished until the next time.

Dooars clicks.

CANON EOS 1100D
02.20.20-02.22.20

P.S. : Thank you all for tagging along through this entire journey. This is the end of the Dooars series. But stay tuned for more content. Peace.

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