இரட்யார்ட் கிப்ளிங்

Who is the happy man? He that sees in his own house at home, little children crowned with dust, leaping and falling and crying. —Munichandra, translated by Professor Peterson. The polo-ball was an old one, scarred, chipped, and dinted. It stood on the mantelpiece among the pipe-stems which Imam Din, khitmatgar, was …