Hello Sir, I am your servant, very very much. I am writing to you because the knife
has reached my bone.... My hands grab your skirt, Mr. Hamilton; please
reach my scream, Mr. Hamilton, from the hands of this man, Tom.. I don't
know what a wet wood I have sold him or what shit I ate that from the
very first day he has been pulling the belt to my lift, with all kinds
of cat dancing, he has tried to become the eye and the lamp of Mr.
Wilson .
He made so much mouse running that finally Mr. Wilson
became donkey, and appointed Mr. Tom as his right hand man, and told me
to work under his hand. Mr. Wilson promised me that next year he would
make me his right hand man, but my eye does not drink water, and I knew
that all these were hat play, and he was trying to put a hat on my head.
I put the seal of silence to my lips and did not say anything. Since
that he was just putting watermelon under my arms. Knowing that this
transfer was only good for his aunt, I started begging him to forget
that I ever came to see him and forget my visit altogether. I said you
saw camel; you did not see camel …..
But he was not coming down from
the back of devil's donkey. What headache shall I give you; I am now
forced to work in the mail house with bunch of blind, bald, height and
half height people. Imagine how many times my ass has burnt. At the end
in one word, my father is coming out from their hands.
Now Mr.
Hamilton, I turn around your head. You are my only hope and my back and
shelter.... I swear you to the 14 innocents, please do some work for me
that you will see savab I mean good wages in the resurrection day. I'll
grab your skirt,.. I have six head bread eaters.
I swear to your head that all I said is right, if opposite is proved you can burn my father dog father.
I kiss your hand and Leg.
I circle around you Gazanfar