This story is from a small village in Madhya Pradesh or you may call it a Jungle, with very less inhabitants, surrounded by Woods. Madhya Pradesh is a large reservoir of Coal as well as Wilds. My parents were working in Coal mines and this story is during their stay in Nowrozabad. These places are in such remote areas of my country, that there aren't good schools for children to study nor Hotels or Restaurants for outings. We were sent out to study. And some recreation is needed by everyone to work efficiently, for that Recreation Clubs were there. Away from families in Urban India, we had created our own world in those Remote places. Those working there were our Family, they appeared to be closer than our blood relatives, for we shared the same feelings, same lifestyle and had to make ourselves available for eachother at times of need. That's my MINING COMMUNITY.
And at times, we used to go for picnics or visit some Tourist places, in groups. And those outings were our main Attractions.

I was sent out to study, when I was 5. But used to visit my parents twice in a year, Diwali vacation and summer break.
It was in one of my Diwali Vacation, infact the day after Lakshmi Puja, we decided to go to Bandhavgarh. It's a National Park in Umaria District...