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    Ruskin Bond is an Indian author who was born in 1934 in Himachal Pradesh and spent much of his childhood in northern India. He has written over 100 short stories, essays, and 30 children's books. His writing draws heavily from his experiences growing up in the hills of northern India. He has received several literary honors for his contributions to both adult and children's literature in India.

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    William Shakespeare Emily Dickinson Information and 2 Poems Each

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    Ruskin Bond is an Indian author who was born in 1934 in Himachal Pradesh and spent much of his childhood in northern India. He has written over 100 short stories, essays, and 30 children's books. His writing draws heavily from his experiences growing up in the hills of northern India. He has received several literary honors for his contributions to both adult and children's literature in India.

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    Ruskin Bond is an Indian author who was born in 1934 in Himachal Pradesh and spent much of his childhood in northern India. He has written over 100 short stories, essays, and 30 children's books. His writing draws heavily from his experiences growing up in the hills of northern India. He has received several literary honors for his contributions to both adult and children's literature in India.

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    Ruskin Bond is an Indian author who was born in 1934 in Himachal Pradesh and spent much of his childhood in northern India. He has written over 100 short stories, essays, and 30 children's books. His writing draws heavily from his experiences growing up in the hills of northern India. He has received several literary honors for his contributions to both adult and children's literature in India.

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    Ruskin Bond was born in Kasauli, Himachal Pradesh , on 19th May, 1934, and grew up

    in Shimla, Jamnagar, Dehradun and Mussoorie. As a young man, he spent four years in
    the Channel Island and London. He now lives in Landour, Mussoorie, with his adopted
    family. Ruskin Bond
    In the course of a writing career spanning thirty five years, he has written over a hundred
    short stories, essays, novels and more than thirty books for children. Three collections of
    short stories, The Night Train at Deoli, Time Stops at Shamli and Our Trees Still Grow in
    Dehra have been published by Penguin India. He has also edited two anthologies, The
    Penguin Book of Indian Ghost Stories and The Penguin Book of Indian Railway Stories.
    Bonds writing is greatly influenced by the hills, and the valley of Dehra Dun, where he
    spent his childhood.
    He received the Sahitya Akademi Award in 1992 for Our Trees Still Grow in Dehra and
    the Padma Shri in 1999 for children?s literature.
    Do not be Afraid of the Dark. :
    Dont be afraid of the dark, little one,
    The earth must rest when the day is done.
    The sun must be harsh, but moonlight never!
    And those stars will be shining forever and ever,
    Be friends with the Night, there is nothing to fear,
    Just let your thoughts travel to friends far and near.
    By day, it does seem that our troubles wont cease,
    But at night, late at night, the world is at peace.
    Dandelion
    I think it's an insult
    To nature's generosity
    That many call this cheerful flower
    A 'common weed'
    How dare they so degrade

    A flower divinely made!


    Sublimely does it bloom and seed
    IN sunshine or in shade,
    Thriving in wind and in rain,
    On stony soil
    On walls or steps
    On strips of waste;
    TOugh nd resilient,
    Giving delight
    when other flowers are out of sight.
    And when its puff ball comes to fruit
    You make a wish and blow it clean away:
    'Please make my wish come true',you say.
    And if you're kind and pure of heart,
    Who knows? THe magic flower may just respond
    And help you on your way
    Good dandelion,
    be mine today.
    Emily Dickinson is considered one of the most original 19th Century American poets.
    She is noted for her unconventional broken rhyming meter and use of dashes and random
    capitalisation as well as her creative use of metaphor and overall innovative style. She
    was a deeply sensitive woman who questioned the puritanical background of her
    Calvinist family and soulfully explored her own spirituality, often in poignant, deeply
    personal poetry. She admired the works of John Keats and Elizabeth Barrett Browning,
    but avoided the florid and romantic style of her time, creating poems of pure and concise
    imagery, at times witty and sardonic, often boldly frank and illuminating the keen insight
    she had into the human condition. At times characterised as a semi-invalid, a hermit, a
    heartbroken introvert, or a neurotic agoraphobic, her poetry is sometimes brooding and
    sometimes joyous and celebratory. Her sophistication and profound intellect has been

    lauded by laymen and scholars alike and influenced many other authors and poets into the
    21st Century.
    AN AWFUL TEMPEST MASHED THE AIR by: Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)
    N awful tempest mashed the air,
    The clouds were gaunt and few;
    A black, as of a spectre's cloak,
    Hid heaven and earth from view.
    The creatures chuckled on the roofs
    And whistled in the air,
    And shook their fists and gnashed their teeth,
    And swung their frenzied hair.
    The morning lit, the birds arose;
    The monster's faded eyes
    Turned slowly to his native coast,
    And peace was Paradise!
    AS IF SOME LITTLE ARCTIC FLOWER by: Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)
    S if some little arctic flower,
    Upon the polar hem,
    Went wandering down the latitudes,
    Until it puzzled came
    To continents of summer,
    To firmaments of sun,
    To strange, bright crowds of flowers,
    And birds of foreign tongue!
    I say, as if this little flower
    To Eden wandered in-What then? Why, nothing, only
    Your inference therefrom!

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