The dust swirled around my jeep as we bumped along the rugged path, the air thick with the scent of dry leaves and the promise of the wild. I’d come to Ranthambore for its famed tigers, of course, drawn by the allure of spotting the majestic creatures in their natural habitat. But as the imposing ramparts of Ranthambore Fort gradually loomed atop the hill, I felt a different kind of pull—a whisper from the past, an invitation to explore more than just the jungle.
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