Partition Page #4

Good Grief! You told me you will by ensuring for him!

Small Muslim! Yes, yes, I remember the case.

The Muslim child in your friend's Sika.

Mr. Singh was in the people of my brother, Mr. Sharma,

and as such is not mjoj Sikh friend, however, has the right to reply

from the Indian government. Miss. Stillwell ...

Ministry in charge of finding a family

has received thousands of demands.

I have a close friend who writes for The Times of India.

You might be interested in writing about your lack of interest.

Very well, Miss. Stillwell, I will personally take care of it.

Just ... send me another copy of the letter.

So.

Goodbye, Miss. Stillwell.

Gian!

Give me this color. No, not power.

Will. You need one hand free

to throwing paint. Well, here goes.

This is wonderful.

Nobody stares at me, no one is watching me.

Today no one knows who I am.

But I know. You have to leave early to greet.

Do not you dare. I dare.

Manjula, do, please. Wait here. I went and took, ok?

Early!

Gian.

Enough. Enough.

Naseem!

Come on. Come on.

No one will hurt more.

Naseem?

It was so much blood.

No one was able to escape. My mother, family.

It's okay.

With me you are safe.

It should be cotton.

Still no news from New Delhi.

You'll have to decide.

I do not know what to do.

It can not stay here forever.

Letter.

From New Delhi.

Can I?

"Dear Gian, I'm sorry that you did not previously written

your occasion requires.

Trying to solve the problem with the Indian government.

G. Sharma, an official of the Department for resettlement of refugees

at the Ministry I was personally convinced that this will be his priority.

I assure you that it is only a matter of time when I have news for you.

Once again, Gian,

I can not thank you enough you're worried about my dear Andrew.

Margaret "

Lord! Gian!

Lord!

My legs! I can not move your feet!

Lord! I can not move your feet!

We will draw you! Hold up!

But! Dam!

Do not let it drown! I'll draw you!

I'll draw you!

Do not let yourself to drown!

Look at me! Do not let yourself to drown!

I can not keep! Look at me.

So be afraid. I'm not going to drown!

Deliver my feet, Gian! Please.

Please, Gian. Please.

You promised Maggie that you worry about me.

Please

We need to go. Please.

Please

Who is Andrew, Gian?

Her brother.

I promised her that I will uphold it.

He was killed.

Choked up.

I had to kill him.

Andrew.

I love you, Gian.

INDIAN TIMES:

Maybe you talk with some people from the ministry.

Yes, it would be wonderful.

I'm so happy you're back to fear that does not make any progress.

In fact, I'm here just two weeks.

I came to the documents for permanent residence.

for England? England? No. No.

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