Essay On The Most Important Person.I have a large circle of friends who are dearer to me than my own life. It is very difficult to name my choice off-hand. My maximum time is spent in the company of Salman whom I call Sunny but other call him 'Mirchr. I do not know, what quality of chilly they lind in him but for me he is sweeter than honey.
He is one of the best centre-forwards in the hockey team of our College. His only' ambition is to bring...
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Essay On The Person I Like The Most
Posted by Umar Khaleeq on 12:58 with No comments
Essay On The Person I Like The Most.I have a large circle of friends who are dearer to me than my own life. It is very difficult to name my choice off-hand. My maximum time is spent in the company of Salman whom I call Sunny but other call him 'Mirchr. I do not know, what quality of chilly they lind in him but for me he is sweeter than honey.
He is one of the best centre-forwards in the hockey team of our College. His only' ambition is to bring...
Essay On My Neighbour
Posted by Umar Khaleeq on 15:44 with No comments
Last Sunday. we shifted our residence to a new Government colony. This colony is inhibited by the employees of the Government. .1hey belong to various departments and ministries. But my next door neighbours are really very tine. One is a Police inspector. lie has a small family. His son is a college student. Ile is a very intelligent boy. Ile often tells me very interesting stories.
The police inspector is also very gentle. His habits and temperaments...
Essay On The Day I will never Forget
Posted by Umar Khaleeq on 15:43 with No comments
Essay On The Day I will never Forget.The Day when Sub-continent was .partitioned was a day of inked feeling. It was marred by sadness as well as by happiness. People were happy because they were now free from the foreign rule hut sad because various tragic incidents were happening. As I was living in the Bombay district of India, I saw some ()I' the most tragic and painful events. When ever I remember them. I shudder. Mass migrations were the natural...
Essay On The Day I Like To Forget
Posted by Umar Khaleeq on 15:42 with No comments
Essay On The Day I Should Like To Forget.The Day when Sub-continent was .partitioned was a day of inked feeling. It was marred by sadness as well as by happiness. People were happy because they were now free from the foreign rule hut sad because various tragic incidents were happening. As I was living in the Bombay district of India, I saw some ()I' the most tragic and painful events. When ever I remember them. I shudder. Mass migrations were the...
Essay On The Day I Should Like To Forget
Posted by Umar Khaleeq on 15:41 with No comments
Essay On The Day I Should Like To Forget.The Day when Sub-continent was .partitioned was a day of inked feeling. It was marred by sadness as well as by happiness. People were happy because they were now free from the foreign rule hut sad because various tragic incidents were happening. As I was living in the Bombay district of India, I saw some ()I' the most tragic and painful events. When ever I remember them. I shudder. Mass migrations were the...
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