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- The child turned his nose away from the basket and reiteratedhis sob, "I want my mother, I want my father!"Thinking to humour his disconsolate charge by a gift ofsweets, the man took him to the counter of the sweet shop."What sweets would you like, child?" he asked. The child turnedhis face from the sweet shop and only sobbed,"I want mymother, I want my father!"MULK RAJ ANAND
- "Come, child, come!" they called to the child, who had nowgone running in wild capers round the banyan tree, and gatheringhim up they took the narrow, winding footpath which led to thefair through the mustard fields.
- The man headed towards the place where the snake-charmerstill played on the flute to the swaying cobra. "Listen to thatnice music, child!" he pleaded. But the child shut his ears withhis fingers and shouted his double-pitched strain: "I want mymother, I want my father!" The man took him near the balloons.thinking the bright colours of the balloons would distract thechild's attention and quieten him. "Would you like a rainbow-coloured balloon?" he persuasively asked. The child turned hiseyes from the flying balloons and just sobbed, "I want my mother,I want my father!"The man, still trying to make the child happy, bore him to thegate where the flower-seller sat. "Look! Can you smell those nicelowers, child! Would you like a garland to put round your neck?
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- "Look, child, what is before you!" Said his mother,It was a lowering mustard-field, pale like melting gold as it swept across miles and miles of even land.A group of dragon-flies were bustling about on their gaudypurple wings, intercepting the flight of a lone black bee or butterflyin search of sweetness from the flowers. The child followed themin the air with his gaze, till one of them would still its wings and rest, and he would try to catch it. But it would go fluttering,flapping, up into the air, when he had almost caught it in hishands. Then his mother gave a cautionary call: "Come, child,come, come on to the footpath."
- A shower of young Nowers fell upon the child as he enteredthe grove, and, forgetting his parents, he began to gather theraining petals in his hands. But lo! he heard the cooing of dovesand ran towards his parents, shouting, "The dove! The dove!" Theraining petals dropped from his forgotten hands.
- A sweetmeat seller hawked, "gulab-jaman, rasagulla, burf,jalebi,"flower-seller hawked, "A garland of gulmohur, a garland ofgulmohur!"A man stood holding a pole with yellow, red, green and purleballoons flying from it. A snake-charmer stood playing a flute to a snake which colleditself in a basket, its head raised in a graceful bend like the neckof a swan, while the music stole into its invisible ears like thegentle rippling of an invisible waterfall.he kept walking and walking farther because he knew it would be a No
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