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  <title>DSpace Collection:</title>
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  <id>http://localhost:8080/jspui/handle/123456789/4820</id>
  <updated>2026-03-14T00:36:06Z</updated>
  <dc:date>2026-03-14T00:36:06Z</dc:date>
  <entry>
    <title>Interview</title>
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    <author>
      <name />
    </author>
    <id>http://localhost:8080/jspui/handle/123456789/4947</id>
    <updated>2020-07-15T10:21:58Z</updated>
    <published>1997-01-01T00:00:00Z</published>
    <summary type="text">Title: Interview</summary>
    <dc:date>1997-01-01T00:00:00Z</dc:date>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title>Short Story</title>
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    <author>
      <name>Sobti, Krishna</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://localhost:8080/jspui/handle/123456789/4946</id>
    <updated>2020-07-15T10:20:42Z</updated>
    <published>1997-01-01T00:00:00Z</published>
    <summary type="text">Title: Short Story
Authors: Sobti, Krishna
Abstract: Dawn was breaking when Shahni reached the river bank, rosary in hand, a&#xD;
khaddar cheddar wrapped around her head and shoulders. A rosy glow&#xD;
was spreading over the entire length of the sky. She slipped out of her dress and then, placing it to one side, stepped into the river, chanting 'Shri ... Rama, Shri ... Rama.' After&#xD;
offering oblational water t o the sun from her cupped hands, s he splashed her drowsy eyes. That done, she clasped the river with h er arms.</summary>
    <dc:date>1997-01-01T00:00:00Z</dc:date>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title>The Place of Tradition in Sociological Enquiry</title>
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    <author>
      <name>Beteille, Andre</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://localhost:8080/jspui/handle/123456789/4945</id>
    <updated>2020-07-15T10:18:15Z</updated>
    <published>1997-01-01T00:00:00Z</published>
    <summary type="text">Title: The Place of Tradition in Sociological Enquiry
Authors: Beteille, Andre</summary>
    <dc:date>1997-01-01T00:00:00Z</dc:date>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title>An Essay on Time</title>
    <link rel="alternate" href="http://localhost:8080/jspui/handle/123456789/4944" />
    <author>
      <name>Sharma, Suresh</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://localhost:8080/jspui/handle/123456789/4944</id>
    <updated>2020-07-15T10:16:18Z</updated>
    <published>1997-01-01T00:00:00Z</published>
    <summary type="text">Title: An Essay on Time
Authors: Sharma, Suresh
Abstract: Anthropology is a discipline of modem origin in a sense that History is not. Levi Strauss&#xD;
speaks of anthropology as an expression of remorse for those whom history has vanquished. The anchor that demarcates anthropological understanding is constituted in an engagement with frozen time enveloped and buffeted by the movement and turbulence of historical time.</summary>
    <dc:date>1997-01-01T00:00:00Z</dc:date>
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