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Moments of yesterday - a Tinku storyMoments of yesterday Nutu pishi frowned as she held the roll of negatives against the light. ‘I don’t understand this’ she said shaking her head. ‘What’s wrong?’ asked Moni mashi looking up from her book. ‘This reel. They haven’t ... |
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An afternoon to remember - a Tinku storyAn afternoon to remember Moni mashi and Nutu pishi soon settled down at Duliatal. Despite their original fear of the hills and dizzy heights, they were having quite a good time now. They soon got used to the rough hilly tracks and realised that there was no need to be unduly afraid of sl... |
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Visitors at Duliatal - a Tinku storyVisitors at Duliatal Tinku was greatly excited. Two of her aunts - Moni mashi and Nutu pishi - were coming to Duliatal for a visit. Both were teachers. Moni mashi taught in a Calcutta school and Nutu pishi, somewhere in the suburbs. Neither had ‘been to the hills&... |
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The birthday party - a 'Tinku' storyThe Birthday Party Just behind the Lodge, the only boarding house at Duliatal, the path dropped down suddenly. A narrow track overgrown with wild flowers led to the house and the drooping trees formed an umbrella-like roof overhead. The track led to a cottage standing by itse... |
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Tinku's new friendTinku's new friend Tinku was looking for pine cones. Three months had passed since her coming to the little town of Duliatal on the hills. Three months since she had joined the Hilltop school which had roses on its tilted roof and wisteria creepers on its walls. And a garden ... |
