When we reached Kanakchauri for the first time, two large dogs greeted our jeep. Monty and Kallu belong to the village, and hang around the road near the entrance leading up to the steep climb up to the temple.
They were a frightening sight, but they greeted Aiman as if they were long-lost friends. Aiman bought them lots and lots of Glucose biscuits, and of course after that, they hung around Aiman all day.
In a few hours, the village kids got jealous at this desertion and ran away, calling out again and again “Kallu, Monty, Kallu, Monty.” Reluctantly, the dogs followed their real owners, but were back the next day and the next, to meet Aiman.
Here, Aiman talks to Monty between shots.