This year Ameer Khán* sent (me) so late a basket (of mangoes) as a present that many of them were spoiled. You should write him to send me mangoes as soon as possible though I do not want them. (Verse) “O Bedil!* avarice is never contented; otherwise most of the things of our livelihood which we use would be useless (i.e., an avaricious man is never contented; because he covets more things than what are really useful to him)”.