The humid air of the Sundarbans felt like a heavy blanket as leaned on his crutch, staring at a small, rusted iron box. Santu stood beside him, swiping at a mosquito. The box was no larger than a modern tablet, yet it had been unearthed from a layer of soil dating back to the Gupta Empire.

These stories are perfect for travel reading as they often take the duo to remote, exotic locations: