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Page 46
... returned to my skin . I was ravenously hungry all the time , and even Lalit commented on my appetite . Raju had returned to Nainital ; even after his departure I continued to feel an extraordinary sense of well - being . The new Parvati ...
... returned to my skin . I was ravenously hungry all the time , and even Lalit commented on my appetite . Raju had returned to Nainital ; even after his departure I continued to feel an extraordinary sense of well - being . The new Parvati ...
Page 75
... returned to my musings . Hiranand Headmaster's letters had been in the nature of scientific and sociological minutiae interspersed with philosophical asides , and much whining about his health . His scrawling hand - written missives had ...
... returned to my musings . Hiranand Headmaster's letters had been in the nature of scientific and sociological minutiae interspersed with philosophical asides , and much whining about his health . His scrawling hand - written missives had ...
Page 186
... returned to the plains . I had not realised that it was Dussehra . The shrines were bedecked with gay rows of red and yellow banners . Hundreds of bells hung from trees and ropes and improvised poles . The weather had cleared . I seated ...
... returned to the plains . I had not realised that it was Dussehra . The shrines were bedecked with gay rows of red and yellow banners . Hundreds of bells hung from trees and ropes and improvised poles . The weather had cleared . I seated ...
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Abha already arms arrived asked beautiful become began beside blue body brothers brought colour continued course daughter dead death decided door dressed eyes face feel feet felt followed girl glass green hair hands happy head hills Hiranand Hiranand Headmaster Hiranand Headmaster's Hong Kong Irra Jayesh Jeewan kitchen knew lake Lalit laughed leave letter light lived looked married Masterji mind Mohan morning mother Mukul Nainital never night once Parvati past Pooran rain Raju Rakesh remember replied returned Salman seemed sense settled smell smile sound steps stood stopped story strange talking tell thought told trees turned verandah voice walked watch wearing Wee Nooke wife window woman young