Partition Page #3

Gian!

What on earth are you doing here?

Are you okay? I'm so worried because of all the fighting and killing.

I hope you like fresh vegetables. How nice!

Just that I do not have them saved.

Of course. Thanks.

Come on, please.

It was a massacre.

Perhaps the family survived. Where are they going?

In a village near Lahore.

You mentioned that the Delija.

There is a chance that local authorities

may have information about its closest relatives in Pakistan.

I promise, I will do everything they can to help.

I did not have any effect. Dad's legacy, you know.

But I'm not optimistic, Gian.

You have to know how it is these days:

Finding a family is considered a miracle.

Miracles do happen, ma'am.

Yes, that is. Really happen.

I need to go, if I think I catch the last train.

Please, bring this to the child.

I could not, madam. But you were too dareIjivi.

I insist, but you must promise me

it will come back and bring more fresh vegetables.

And without that "Madam", please.

Thank

We'll hear it, I promise.

Where is my son?

Not here. I see it.

He went to New Delhi.

He went to visit an Englishwoman.

Gian thought that maybe it can help to find my family.

Good. Glad to hear it.

Here are the clothes you asked that chassis.

My son does not want his wife to clean.

He does not like that anyone touching things.

Mother.

This looks wonderful.

Thank you very much.

The house is so clean.

Thank

Gian ... let me bring water.

No. Until you go out from this house, no one will touch it.

Everyone knows that I'm here. Observing your house.

When you're not here, I'm alone.

Let see who is their enemy.

I'll bring water.

How dare you come to our well?

For you there is no water. Go fetch it from Pakistan.

Leave her alone, Rani. Take it with you and.

Water belongs to everyone. Then let go of your well.

Carries the water for the house of my son.

Allow.

Are you hurt? Malo.

Thank

This is a surprise.

This is a field of mustard, is not it?

That's nice.

Do you know what you need?

What? Red turban.

Imagine the red against the blue sky and yellow flowers.

I have a red turban. Too bad!

Today I have prepared something else.

My mother never taught me to cook.

She said that school and learning more relevant.

And I just wanted to draw and paint.

Fortunately, so I can eat everything.

The Army was good for it. The only thing they can not digest it ...

Pumpkin 'chapatis'.

And in this? Desert.

Saffron and almonds and pumpkin.

What is it that you can not svari?

Pumpkin.

Do not tell me.

Let me guess what we eat for dinner tonight.

G. Sharma!

Miss. Stillwell, it's nice to see your face Ijupko.

I am looking for? Still waiting for an answer to my request.

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