Friend of My Youth by Chaudhuri, Amit -- Read -- Imperial Library of Trantor

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Cover Landing Page Title Page Dedication Contents ‘We have long forgotten the ritual … Diagonally across the Kamala Nehru Park … I lie back. With nothing to do … I cross the road. The Immortals … There’s a great bustle outside the Taj. Cloth bag in hand, I ascend … People getting out of cars … The morning is washed by light. I’m embraced by a smell. I adore Parsi food. I’m hungry. By the time we reach Strand Book Stall … I step out, book in one hand. DN Road! Behind the veil is Ramu. I left the hotel after keeping my bag inside … Soon … I sleep; deep … My sliver of time is ending. I see Bombay … We arrive in the afternoon. Breakfast is served … Cities are finite. On the penultimate day … I go with him. Acknowledgements About the Author Copyright

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