Vincent van Gogh Bedroom Arles painting

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God's sake," Salahuddin shouted down the telephone, "give me Panikkar's number." But that was against hospital procedure. "You must judge," said the duty doctor, "if the time has come to bring him down." Bitch, Salahuddin Chamchawala mouthed. "Thanks a lot."
At three o"clock Changez was so weak that Salahuddin more or less carried him to the toilet. "Get the car out," he shouted at Nasreen and Kasturba. "We're going to the hospital. Now." The proof of Changez's decline was that, this last time, he permitted his son to help him out. "Black shit is bad," he said, panting for breath. His lungs had filled up alarmingly; the breath was like bubbles pushing through glue. "Some cancers are slow, but I think this is very fast. Deterioration is very rapid." And Sala-- huddin, the apostle of truth, told comforting lies: _Abba, don't worry. You'll be fine_. Changez Chamchawala shook his head. "I'm going, son," he said. His chest heaved; Salahuddin