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And beyond the gate, the great neem standing like a king - sheltering his people, the poor, the needy, the tired, the dogs. The buses stopped near him, too. And those who waited used his shade. “Nature is still possible here,” said father, and he was right, though very often I wished I could also see a little more of humankind! “It will be all right when term begins,” said mother.

“You will have plenty of

friends in your new school. ”

But it would not be the same, and anyway term began in July. This was May. May. Maytime. Summertime. The fragrance of jasmine. Of raat ki rani. Holiday time. Merriment. May time. Mangoes. Tagore. The brooding melancholy of storm clouds. And I all alone.

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As part of 'Untextbook' project, I designed a textbook for Grade V schoolchildren, with a focus on enhanced imagery and experimental layouts...

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As part of 'Untextbook' project, I designed a textbook for Grade V schoolchildren, with a focus on enhanced imagery and experimental layouts...

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