June 20, 2017

‘Sitting in the mountains, I remember the sea: tinsel on a vast field of water, and sunny white sheets billowing in the wind.

I remember a forest of nodding flowers and patches of red, yellow, green and blue light on a wall.

And I remember a little boy who ate a lot of kofta curry and was used to having his way.’

The Sunday Guardian carries an excerpt from Lone Fox Dancing: My Autobiography by Ruskin Bond.

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