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Subrat SaurabhAuthor of Kuch Woh PalThe author is posted as Assistant Professor in a townlet in Madhya Pradesh.He was born in smalltown, and schooled partly in the town and the commercial hub of the state, Indore. Growing up in times of Doordarshan and studying in sleepy classrooms of so-called English medium school, he revelled in the available delicacies of comics, comradery and cricket. This is his first work of fiction.Read More...
The author is posted as Assistant Professor in a townlet in Madhya Pradesh.He was born in smalltown, and schooled partly in the town and the commercial hub of the state, Indore. Growing up in times of Doordarshan and studying in sleepy classrooms of so-called English medium school, he revelled in the available delicacies of comics, comradery and cricket. This is his first work of fiction.
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Charmed by the sweet acoustics of a leather ball kissing the willow in a college ground Amay’s dormant hunger for the game burst forth. But life is never so simple, even for a ninth-standard guy. He must wade through experiences of a life time to play some decent cricket.
Charmed by the sweet acoustics of a leather ball kissing the willow in a college ground Amay’s dormant hunger for the game burst forth. But life is never so simple, even for a ninth-standard guy. He must wade through experiences of a life time to play some decent cricket.
Charmed by the sweet acoustics of a leather ball kissing the willow in a college ground Amay’s dormant hunger for the game burst forth. But life is never so simple, even for a ninth-standard guy. He must wade through experiences of a life time to play some decent cricket.
Charmed by the sweet acoustics of a leather ball kissing the willow in a college ground Amay’s dormant hunger for the game burst forth. But life is never so simple, even for a ninth-standard guy. He must wade through experiences of a life time to play some decent cricket.
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