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“That first day at school, maybe an agonising parting from your parents. The face of a loved one lost. A pullover knitted by your granny. A favourite toy. A doll, perhaps. A book of rhymes, tattered and torn. Someone who gave you a flower, a kiss on the forehead. To the end of your days you will carry that kiss with you. And may it protect you from all harm.”

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Book:My Favourite Nature Stories
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My Favourite Nature Stories

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Ruskin Bond
Ruskin Bond

Ruskin Bond is a celebrated Indian author born in May 1934. He is renowned for his contributions to children's literature and adult fiction, with his works often reflecting the Indian countryside and its people. Bond's writing style is characterized by its warmth, humor, and insight into the Indian way of life. more

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