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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... grass around them - horses with manes and wolves and foxes with bushy hair . Sometimes you can't see much of the animals because there is too much grass covering them or too much hair on the foxes and wolves and too much mane on the ...
... grass around them - horses with manes and wolves and foxes with bushy hair . Sometimes you can't see much of the animals because there is too much grass covering them or too much hair on the foxes and wolves and too much mane on the ...
Page 158
... grass , and walked down the hill to the stream , and then up to a little knoll where a pine tree grew in solitary splendour , the wind going hoo - hoo in its slender branches . This was my favourite place , my place of power , where I ...
... grass , and walked down the hill to the stream , and then up to a little knoll where a pine tree grew in solitary splendour , the wind going hoo - hoo in its slender branches . This was my favourite place , my place of power , where I ...
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... grass ; she had absorbed something from them - a primeval innocence , an unconcern with the passing of time and events , an affinity with the forest and the mountains ; this made her special and magical . And so , when three , four ...
... grass ; she had absorbed something from them - a primeval innocence , an unconcern with the passing of time and events , an affinity with the forest and the mountains ; this made her special and magical . And so , when three , four ...
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