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It was a hot afternoon in the quiet, dusty
village of Jilminda, near Sambalpur, in
Odisha. Biju, all of nine years old, sat
under a tree waiting for his father. He
was going with Bapa on a long journey.
A fly buzzed near his ear. The glare of the
sun along with the steady clack-clack of
the handlooms from the huts nearby
made him feel sleepy. He thought he
would doze a bit in the company of the
brown dog that had come to share the
shade with him, but the dog was panting
so loudly in the heat that it kept Biju
awake.
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