Ruskin Bond has lived a lonely and solitary life all his years except for those two years he spend with his dear daddy Aubrey Alexander Bond in the early part of 1940s in New Delhi. In spite of having lived among family and friends some of whom were very dear to him, there is a constant sense of aloofness in his words. However, that solitary life led for over eight decades has not blinded him from being observant towards those minute details of life which most of us ignore or hardly find worth paying attention to.

His writing has the ability to make us fall in love with mountains, hilly forests, gentle streams and the reader can't help but feel a longing for such places. In this book he paints a picture of India which has passed us by many decades ago.

When he makes a comparison of life in England to what it was in India by way of climatic condition among other things, he brings about the difference of human relations in a subtle way. The chilly English winds symbolise the chill of human relationship there while the warm climate of India represents the warmth of relationship here. This symbolism is not lost on the reader. No wonder the British boy decided to leave the land of his forefathers and return to the land he always called home.

Although it is a memoir, it is a semi - autobiographical one for the " Lone Fox Dancing" is his full fledged autobiography.

This book makes us realise how Ruskin Bond is England's loss and India's gain.