41 He took me to his private majlis, a beautifully arranged room with an attached windcatcher (barjeel) and a courtyard in front of it. The courtyard had two doors, one leading to the house’s exit and another to the interior, along with a bathroom. In the middle of the courtyard stood a large, shady neem tree known as the Shereesh tree, which has fragrant white flowers, and there was a bench under that tree for sitting. My father led me into his private majlis, declaring, “This is your home, Sultan.” I was astounded by what I saw; the majlis had been converted into a bedroom, complete with a bed and other amenities.
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