Ten days I spent with them. The dreaded soldiers in the green. For the security forces, they are trained to kill. The merciless assassins, who stalk the jungles of Chhattisgarh. Their ideology, if you ask me, is somewhat warped. The call for annihilation of the "class enemies" has actually lost its meaning. Yet they carry the guns to bring about a revolution, which, even they know would remain a distant dream. While spending days and nights... I discovered the other side of these killing machines..They laugh, they want to live and they are often shy and of course they were the women, who carried our luggages, when we failed to carry them....and the jungle calls...which haunt us...even today