FRIENDS IN SMALL PLACESThis 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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... What was good for Tom Brown at Rugby was good for R. Bond and Singh in Class VII at B.C.S. Most teachers, even some prefects, were expected to cane the boys under their care or command, and many of them did so with sadistic enthusiasm ...
... What was good for Tom Brown at Rugby was good for R. Bond and Singh in Class VII at B.C.S. Most teachers, even some prefects, were expected to cane the boys under their care or command, and many of them did so with sadistic enthusiasm ...
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Contents
Kishan Singh | |
My Father and I | |
Uncle | |
Bansi and the Ayah | |
Uncle BillHe Said it With Arsenic | |
Binya | |
Somi and Rusty | |
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