“You, sweet girl who sits sadly behind that closed window on that wheelchair, you have eyes and a reasoning mind, and that will help you realize so many things.
You have a lot of time, get yourself that little machine that people of the city carry, and sail with it like a master pilot, dive into the depths of the world that has become small and connected, get close to humans, move your chair, and fly with it to the sky of knowledge, open that closed window and create your life girl, you deserve it."

Jamil left the paper on the window. When he returned after several days, the girl was not there, and the window was no longer closed.