Vincent van Gogh Mulberry Tree painting

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Night fell. The villagers of Titlipur were grouped around their Sarpanch, Muhammad Din, and serious talks about returning to Titlipur were under way. Perhaps a little of the harvest could be saved. Mishal Akhtar lay dying with her head in her mother's lap, racked by pain, with a single tear emerging from her left eye. And in a far corner of the courtyard of the greenblue mosque with its technicolour tube-lighting, the visionary and the zamindar sat alone and talked. A moon -- new, horned, cold -- shone down. much to go to Mecca Sharif. So we have interests in common, you and I." Ayesha listened. Saeed pressed on: "Ayesha, I'm not a bad man. Let me tell you, I've been damn impressed by many things on this walk; damn
"You're a clever man," Ayesha said. "You knew how to take your chance."
This was when Mirza Saeed made his offer of a compromise. "My wife is dying," he said. "And she wants very