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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Vasentha was so scared he was unable to find his speech, even if he could have spoken Marathi proficiently. His tribal language was completely dissimilar. Thousands of thoughts came rushing through his head.
Why did this doctor want to talk with him? This man could hurt me or steal firewood, but he has kind face and he is very clean and he has shoes. He has no police uniform. He will not do me harm, he concluded. What could he want with me, a poor Paradhi tribal boy?
From nobody to somebody because one man did for one what he wished he could do for all.
All royalties will be donated by the author to Prakash for India and Vet-Med Outreach
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Vasentha was so scared he was unable to find his speech, even if he could have spoken Marathi proficiently. His tribal language was completely dissimilar. Thousands of thoughts came rushing through his head.
Why did this doctor want to talk with him? This man could hurt me or steal firewood, but he has kind face and he is very clean and he has shoes. He has no police uniform. He will not do me harm, he concluded. What could he want with me, a poor Paradhi tribal boy?
From nobody to somebody because one man did for one what he wished he could do for all.
All royalties will be donated by the author to Prakash for India and Vet-Med Outreach