Our Principal Mr. Rai is the principle of our college. He worked as lecturer in Economics at Govt. Collage, Sujanpur before he went to England for higher studies. He got his degree of Ph.D. and returned to India. He was promoted as principal as principle and posted at Govt. College, Amaravati. He is 52 years old. He is tall and handsome. He is active and smart. He is hard-working, painstaking and...

My Favorite Teacher Mr. Kumar is my favorite teacher. There is something in person that makes you like him or her. The ideal ties that existed between the teacher and the taught in the good old days are nowhere to be found these days. There are many teachers by whom I have been taught from time to time. There are others with whom I have come into contact in my student...

An Air Crash An air crash is so terrible a thing that it leaves behind nothing but wreckage. What is left of human bodies is nothing but charcoal and cinder. Travelling by air is, no doubt, easy and swift but it leads to disastrous consequences in the case of a crash. Everything finishes off in the air. The death toll is heavier when the number of passengers on board the plane...

A Journey By Train A journey by train undertaken in a pleasant mood reads like a lively chapter of life. More so, when one is placed in a good company, it leaves long echo behind. Last September, we had to attend the marriage of my cousin. My uncle had arranged the party in the Ashoka Hotel. The bridegroom, a mechanical engineer from Tata Nagar had expressed his desire for a brief...

A Journey By Bus A journey by bus is an interesting study of men and manners. It is a thrilling experience. Once I got a chance to travel by bus from Kalka to Shimla. Each passenger was an interesting study. The passengers were going to Shimla for holidays. They were in high spirits. They cracked many jokes. We had a hearty laugh. The passengers were in a mood to enjoy life...

A Sleepless Summer Night One works during the day and sleeps at night. One night I could not have a wink of sleep. It was the night of June 21 last. It was very close during the day. I could not enjoy my afternoon nap as I was busy. I was tired. So I went to bed early at night. Suddenly, it became very hot. I lay tossing about in the...

How You Spent Your Last Sunday  Life today is very fast mechanical. At times, it is dull and monotonous. One is caught in the coil of routine. All work without rest or respite deadens the spirits. One craves for a change, variety and diversion from the soul-killing work. A picnic or an excursion provides the much desired change from the market and started on bicycles. We were a group of ten...