Friends in Small Places: Ruskin Bond's Unforgettable PeopleThis Collection Brings Together The Best Of Ruskin Bond'S Cameos, All Beautifully Imagined And Crafted, Inspired By People Who Have Left A Lasting Impression On Him. In Addition, There Are A Host Of Characters Culled From Bond'S Numerous Short Stories. Taken Together, They Constitute A Magnificent Evocation Of The Small-Town India By One Of The Country'S Best Storytellers. |
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... dark entrance , while Ranji sat on the cot , sipping tea . In the dark , the trees seemed to move closer . And the night life of the forest was conveyed on the breeze - the sharp call of a barking - deer 22 Friends in Small Places.
... dark entrance , while Ranji sat on the cot , sipping tea . In the dark , the trees seemed to move closer . And the night life of the forest was conveyed on the breeze - the sharp call of a barking - deer 22 Friends in Small Places.
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... dark to see the hut near the cutting , but he knew they must be approaching the tunnel . He strained his eyes ... darkness , thinking of the lonely cutting in the forest , and the watchman with the lamp who would always remain a firefly ...
... dark to see the hut near the cutting , but he knew they must be approaching the tunnel . He strained his eyes ... darkness , thinking of the lonely cutting in the forest , and the watchman with the lamp who would always remain a firefly ...
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... dark girl , ' she declares . ' But dark girls are beautiful , ' I tell her . ' Impossible ! ' ' Do you want him to marry a European girl ? ' ' No foreigners ! I know them , they'll take my son away . He shall have a good Punjabi girl ...
... dark girl , ' she declares . ' But dark girls are beautiful , ' I tell her . ' Impossible ! ' ' Do you want him to marry a European girl ? ' ' No foreigners ! I know them , they'll take my son away . He shall have a good Punjabi girl ...
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