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| DC Field | Value | Language |
|---|---|---|
| dc.contributor.author | Banerjee, Sumanta | |
| dc.date.accessioned | 2020-07-07T09:06:23Z | |
| dc.date.available | 2020-07-07T09:06:23Z | |
| dc.date.issued | 2009 | |
| dc.identifier.issn | 09721401 | |
| dc.identifier.uri | http://localhost:8080/xmlui/handle/123456789/4623 | |
| dc.description | page no.219-265 | en_US |
| dc.description.abstract | When I woke up, I saw the train entering the station. The name of the station was written on a yellow signboard. I knew now that I would have to get down. The pillars on the platform were red in color, the doors of the office were painted green. When it stopped, I alighted. I saw Baba, Ma, and Boudi (my sister-in-law) waiting at the furthest corner of the platform. There was nobody else anywhere, I was the only passenger to disembark at this station. | en_US |
| dc.language.iso | en | en_US |
| dc.publisher | Indian Institute of Advanced Study, Shimla | en_US |
| dc.subject | Land of the past | en_US |
| dc.title | Back to the land of the past | en_US |
| dc.type | Article | en_US |
| Appears in Collections: | Studies in Humanities and Social Sciences (SHSS) Vol.16, No.1-2( 2009) | |
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| SSHS SPECIPAL ARTICLE.pdf | 9.71 MB | Adobe PDF | Preview PDF |
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