“I will not give my land. The price you offer is not enough to sustain me, and I don’t have any other means to earn a livelihood.”
“Do you understand that this is for a mega-project, which will change the face of the countryside. History will not forgive you for being a bottleneck in progress.”
“History might forgive and glorify you, but goodness will not.” He signed the sale deed.
Three years later, the land purchased by the parliamentarian’s brother was sold at thirty times the price he bought it for. It helps to know about future developmental plans.
(99 words)
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Some bottlenecks only have one easy out, but the results can be unexpected, or as planned.
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It depends on what you expect 😊. Thanks!
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Understand the sentiment, something we all know but are never able to change
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Beautiful take. The game land mafia plays.
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Thanks!
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