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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... face to face , that I recognized my old Hindi teacher . Startled , I stopped and stared . And he stared back at me , a glimmer of recognition in his eyes . It was over twenty years since I'd last seen him , standing jauntily before the ...
... face to face , that I recognized my old Hindi teacher . Startled , I stopped and stared . And he stared back at me , a glimmer of recognition in his eyes . It was over twenty years since I'd last seen him , standing jauntily before the ...
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... face and long , golden hair . She likes me , I think , and the house is kind to me . Would she be jealous of you , Binya ? The music and singing grows louder . I can imagine your face glowing in the firelight . Your eyes shine with ...
... face and long , golden hair . She likes me , I think , and the house is kind to me . Would she be jealous of you , Binya ? The music and singing grows louder . I can imagine your face glowing in the firelight . Your eyes shine with ...
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... face cream . ' ' You don't need face cream . Your complexion is perfect . It must be the good quality flour you use in the bakery . ' ' I don't put flour on my face . Anyway , I want the cream for my elder sister . She has pockmarks ...
... face cream . ' ' You don't need face cream . Your complexion is perfect . It must be the good quality flour you use in the bakery . ' ' I don't put flour on my face . Anyway , I want the cream for my elder sister . She has pockmarks ...
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