The Professor Condoles by Daruwalla



The Professor Condoles by Daruwalla

By

Bijay Kant Dubey



The professor condoles it not, but Daruwalla is condoling, thinking of himself being in the English language and literature classroom or reading the books for Tragedy special paper in M.A. or father N.C.Daruwalla is giving lessons in. The professor condoles it not, but Daruwalla thinking himself not as an Indian Police Service officer

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