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Ayesha had begun to walk towards the water, and Mishal was being dragged along by her two helpers. Saeed ran to her and began to struggle with the village men. "Let go of my wife. At once! Damn you! I am your zamindar. Release her; remove your filthy hands!" But Mishal whispered: "They won't. Go away, Saeed. You are closed. The sea only opens for those who are open." water, splashing about, falling over, getting up, moving steadily forwards, towards the horizon, never looking back to shore. Mirza Saeed was in the water, too. "Come back," he beseeched his wife. "Nothing is happening; come back."
"Mishal!" he screamed, but her feet were already wet.
Once Ayesha had entered the water the villagers began to run. Those who could not leapt upon the backs of those who could. Holding their babies, the mothers of Titlipur rushed into the sea; grandsons bore their grandmothers on their shoulders and rushed into the waves. Within minutes the entire village was in the
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