| Author | |
|---|---|
| Translated by | Mustansir Dalvi, Dilip Chitre, Sarabjeet |
| Imprint | Poetrywala |
| Publication Year | 2018 |
| Language | English |
| Edition | 1 |
| Binding | Hardcover |
| Pages | 220 |
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