Bye-Bye, BlackbirdHind Pocket Books, 1971 - 266 páginas |
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... heard , lined the banks of the Ganges in Benares , about the composition of henna that women used , she had heard , to draw patterns on the palms of their hands and the soles of their feet . Together they would contemplate a land com ...
... heard , lined the banks of the Ganges in Benares , about the composition of henna that women used , she had heard , to draw patterns on the palms of their hands and the soles of their feet . Together they would contemplate a land com ...
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... heard them singing our Punjabi songs ? We may live in exile here , but we work hard and we eat well and we live in our own way . Come to us , we will show you . No English landlady can look after you as I can , son . " Th mention of ...
... heard them singing our Punjabi songs ? We may live in exile here , but we work hard and we eat well and we live in our own way . Come to us , we will show you . No English landlady can look after you as I can , son . " Th mention of ...
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... heard of such a thing in my life , " she snapped . " Let the poor bird out of the window at once . Eat it on toast . indeed that's the cruellest thing I ever heard of . " Adit opened his mouth as he thought of asking her what she ...
... heard of such a thing in my life , " she snapped . " Let the poor bird out of the window at once . Eat it on toast . indeed that's the cruellest thing I ever heard of . " Adit opened his mouth as he thought of asking her what she ...
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Adit Adit's arms asked began blue British brought called chair child cold colour course dark dear don't door Emma England English eyes face feel feet felt friends garden gave girl give green grey hair hands head hear heard Indian inside Jasbir keep kitchen land Lane laughed leave light lines listen live London look Mala Miller Miss morning mother moving never night once play ring Roscommon-James rose Samar Sarah seemed shouted shut silence smiled sound stand stood stop Street suddenly sure sweet talk tell things thought told tree trying turned voice waiting walked walls watching window wonder young