Saturday, October 08, 2016




Malviya Nagar,
New Delhi.
August 4, 20….

To
The Postmaster General,
Delhi.
Sir,
About five weeks ago, I sent a money order for Rs.500/- to my younger brother Mr. Rajiv Malhotra, 36, Green Park, Kanpur. He is a student at Santa Maria Institute of Technology there. It is over a month now and my brother writes that he has not received the amount. I have enquired several times from the post office, but no proper answer was ever given to me.

It seems that the M.O. has been delivered to a wrong person or it has been sent to some wrong destination. The address was written legibly on the money order form. It is a pity that postal service in India is so disgusting. I request you to make proper inquiries and let me know the fate of the money order. The number of the M.O. receipt is 5723 dated 15th June and it carries the stamp of the New Delhi Post office.

I shall be grateful if you kindly look into the matter at your earliest.

Yours faithfully,
Sanddep Malhotra.






Tagore Nagar,
Pathankot.
October 17, 20….

To 
The Executive Officer,
Municipal Council,
Pathankot.
Sir,
I, on behalf of the people living in Tagore Nagar, want to draw your kind attention towards the irregular and inadequate supply of water in this locality.

This street named after Rabindranath Tagore goes without sufficient water supply. The people living in this locality are facing acute scarcity of water. The municipal taps installed in the street give insufficient water. The taps in the houses remain dry. The pressure of water is so low that it takes long to full a small bucket. We have to fetch water from a tube well which is at a distance of one hundred yards from the locality.

The people of this locality are facing great ordeal. Taps, sometimes, suddenly go dry and one is left half bathed in the bathroom. Clothes can’t be washed for days together. Children go to school without taking a bath. Life without water has become hellish. The persisting scarcity of water has unnerved the people. 

I request you to ensure a regular and sufficient supply of water to the people living in this locality. 

The people living in this area will be grateful to you.

Yours faithfully,
Tarvinder Ghai.





A Kabbadi Match 

Games and sports are a part and parcel of life. In fact, they are as important as studies.  I love to take part in games. Kabbadi is my favourite game. Last Sunday, a Kabbadi match was played on the Mandi grounds. It was played between our college team and S.A. Jain College team. Our caption won the toss and selected of the side. The game started at 3.20 p.m. Our caption won the toss and selected the side. Our caption went  to the side shouting, “Kabaddi, Kabbadi”. Nobody came near him. He himself moved forward and touched a player. He came back without losing his breath. He won the first point. Then a player of the rival team took his turn. One of our players caught hold his right leg. He lost breath. The game went on for about an hour.the captain of the rival steam tried his best score maximum point. There were many ups and down in the game. We won and lost many points. At last, the referee gave the whistle. He counted the points and announced the results. Our team won the match by 62-58 points. It was a well contested match. The students of our  college raised shouts of joy. It was a golden  moment for us all. We were in high spirits. The principal of our college congratulated our players. He also applaud the players of the S.A jain college for their good performance. Both the team left the ground in good cheer.


 A Rickshaw Puller

A rickshaw puller is common sight in the street of every city in India. He can be seen at the bus stand, railway station and at every crossing. He works hard to earn his living. Sometimes, he goes without much work.he gets nothing for sitting idle. He often works from morning till evening. He knows no rest. Some rickshaw puller work even at night. They look cheerful. They indulge in merry jest with their rickshaws. But some passengers are very rude to them. They quarrel with them and refuse to pay the contracted fare. Some rickshaw pullers fleece ignorant passengers in a strange city. They follow bad ways of life. They waste their hard-earned money in gabbling and drinking. We come across all sorts of rickshaw puller. Some are good while others are bad. There are some educated rickshaw puller. They study during the day and work at night. They leave rickshaw pulling and get into some other job. Some people do not hire a rickshaw and prefer walking to going in a rickshaw. They think that the job of rickshaw pulling is inhuman. On the whole, rickshaw puller leads a very hard life. The government should take steps to improve his lot. Their little machine can be motorised. They can be given loans to buy auto-rickshaws. Rickshaw pulling by man must be done away with.



The Person You Do Not Like 

Everybody has his likes and dislikes. There is something in a person you like while there is something in him you do not like. But there are some  people whom just cannot like. One certainly avoids such people. Mr. Wigwag is one such person. He is a bog bore. Whenever you see him,you find him biting his nails with his teeth. He never brushes his teeth and he seldom take a bath. The moment he opens his mouth, you feel offended. In fact, he carries a foul smell wherever he goes. In conversation, too, he shows no manners. He goes on speaking without any rhyme or season on every topic under the sun. He is not prepared to listen to anybody else. He thinks that his viewpoint is always correct and that others are in the wrong. He is also in the habit of boasting about his ability and achievements. He is a big gossip. Ask his about anything, he will weave a long yarn. He paints himself the hero of his make-believe plot. When he is told to his face that it is a cock and bull story, he starts twisting the facts. In fact, telling lies is not his craft. He simply bores you. He has no moral sense. He carries tales against others and is censured in return. That is why I always avoid his company. 



A Modern Girl



A modern girl is modern in all aspects. On the positive side, she is aware of her rights. She wishes to get higher education in order to earn her living.l she is no way Less than a boy of her age. She excels in all examinations, sports and cultural activities and in different professions. She is no longer a puppet in the hands of ma, nor is she just a kitchen maid or a sex doll. She refuses to dance to the tune of man. She is educated and enlightened. She can compete with man in all spheres of life. She is bold enough to take part in functions with or without the company of man. She can travel in busses, trains or aeroplanes without any escort. Nothing is impossible for her and nothing is beyond her reach. She is bold enough to take part in functions with or without the company of man. She can travel in busses, trains or aeroplanes without any escort. Nothing is impossible for her and nothing is beyond her reach. She wants to be a judge, a magistrate or an I.A.S. officer. She wants equal opportunities. The negative side of a modern girl’s character can be seen in a newly acquired pride and arrogance. Some girls, for example, think only of new dresses, cosmetics and romance. This, however, appears to be a passing phase. It is a competitive world. Girls will have to compete with boys to find a proper status for themselves in years to come. They are actually on the verge of a bold advance. They will one day show the path of peace to the world. A modern girl has thus found her place in the citadel of the man-made world.




An Indian Farmer

India is a land of villages. Agriculture is a major profession in this country. A farmer, therefore, occupies a very important place in out social set-up. He is the backbone of our country. Hard work , patience and honesty are some of the features of his character. He suffers so that his countrymen many prosper. He is a very useful member of our society. He work hard, sheds his sweat and blood for the sake of his countrymen. He grows food grains, vegetables and fruits for us to eat. He grows cotton from which clothes are made. His work is very heavy. He works from morning till evening. His hard work and open air life make him stout and strong. He leads a simple life. He knows a lot about the quality of land, seeds, manure and sowing, watering and reaping of crops. He has now started using modern methods of agriculture. His food and dress are quite simple. He puts on light clothes. He is frank, straight-forward, loving and innocent. He has a reasonably good income. He spends lavishly on marriages and other celebrations and is often under debt. Our government has been trying to improve his lot. He is no longer illiterate and superstitious. He is a respectable figure. He richly deserves a place of honour in society. An Indian farmer is, in fact, the backbone of the Indian nation.


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