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beautiful. And it was true, thought Mrs Mahesh Kapoor with quiet pride : the garden was indeed looking beautiful. The grass was rich, the gardenias were creamy and fragrant, and a few chrysanthemums and roses were already in bloom. And though she could take no credit for the sudden, prolific blossoming of the harsingar tree, that was surely the grace of the gods whose prized and contested possession, in mythical times, it used to be.
     
     
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HER lord and master the Minister of Revenue was meanwhile accepting congratulations from the Chief Minister of Purva Pradesh, Shri S.S. Sharma. Sharmaji was rather a hulking man with a perceptible limp and an unconscious and slight vibration of the head, which was exacerbated when, as now, he had had a long day. He ran the state with a mixture of guile, charisma and benevolence. Delhi was far away and rarely interested in his legislative and administrative fief. Though he was uncommunicative about his discussion with his Home Minister, he was nevertheless in good spirits.
     
     
Z3s 'g tly nasal voice to Mahesh if™ Rudnia he said in hbeen an active member of the Muslim League ; and though 5o you're cultivating a rural P°or: he had not lived to see the birth of Pakistan, that above all
     
     
Ma°hnS h c°nstituency for tlte^omil,was what he had dedicated his life to.
     
     
fro a ^ Kapoor smiled. Ever ' ^ne ta^' grey-hearded Nawab Sahib, noticing four eyes
     
     
grak same urban constitue ^“^ I537 ^e nad stooion nim' gravely raised his cupped hand to his forehead in
     
     
M %pu? ~ a constituency i-ha/”^ i“1 ^e neart of CH Ponte salutation, then tilted his head sideways with a quiet farm and f” ^ °f the s^e trade^^ mUch of W smile' as if to congratulate his old friend. m “and his knowledge of n.^irrty-Desnire hi, T°U havent seen Firoz and Imtiaz anywhere, have
     
     
mover ings ir
     
     
“'”^Knowledge of rural « Clty-uespite hi You naven't seen Mr
     
     
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z and Imtiaz anywhere, have Kapoor, after walking slowly
     
     
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, nis Sectoral home and Y glnable that he Wouij 'No, no - but I haven't seen my son either, so I rural constituency. By way of ^ *° COntest from assume….'
     
     
Lh?^! t,he nandsome black LlT^T' he indicated hi, The Nawab Sahib ralsed his hands slightly, palms for“gnt otf-white m,; . acnkan he was „,„.._• Vs ,,,,r^ ir, , ™«t,,r^ «f l,»i^i»eo«»^
     
     
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Pyjamas, and rh k n Was Wearing the war-' m a gesture of helplessness, l their „„ . . onlliantlv emr,r^;5' After a while he said : 'So Pran
     
     
_. -..^ L-ujnandy embroidered
     
     
^ juus with their up-turned toes would present an
     
     
incongruous picture in a rice field.
     
     
'Why, nothing is impossible in politics,' said Sharmaji slowly. 'After your Zamindari Abolition R-” -
     
     
you will berr,rr,~ - '
     
     
After a while he said: 'So Pran is married, and Maan is next. I would imagine you will find him a little less tractable.'
     
     
'Well, tractable or not, there are some people in Ba-
     
     
you u -H k y ^arnmdari Ah r • ia ^narrnaii wel1' tractaDle or not, tftere are some people m K
     
     
choJ C°me a hero throueho, /T“ B'J1 goes through naras l have been talking to” said Mahesh Kapoor in
     
     
Sharni ^ C°Uld bec°me Chief JU countryside. If you determined tone. 'Maan has met the father. He's also
     
     
his eyeJ1f^ner°UsJy and warily fTT^ ^Y n°t?' said ^ cl°th business' We're making enquiries. Let's see. Ai
     
     
srrnlr; i °n the Nawab Sak'k6 °°ke~ around, anr) what about your twins ? A joint wedding to two sisters ?'
     
     
court“8 beard and Jooking of «aitar, who was s see' let's see” said the Nawab Sahib- thinki,
     
     
added' you might lose a friend or r° Perplexedjy- 'Of rather sadly