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Tomorrow’s Citizens Knowledge-Sweat-Perseverance           One cannot stop at thinking and asking questions. There is a need to act to solve the problems and that requires hard work and perseverance.        As President and earlier as a scientist, life has taught me the importance of three qualities; knowledge, sweat and perseverance.     O ur country has a very bright future and all of us, especially the children. who will be the leaders of tomorrow have to work hard. The vision of a Developed India will not come on its own. It will not be gifted to us by someone but we have to work and work hard to achieve the goals which we have set for ourselves. It is only through sweat and toil that we will be able to make India stand proudly among the community of developed nations. If India is to become developed by 2020, it will do so only by riding on the shoulders of the young. For Summary of this lesson, Please click the below l...

The Conjurer's Revenge "Now, ladies and gentlemen," said the conjurer, "having shown you that the cloth is absolutely empty, I will proceed to take from it a bowl of goldfish. Presto !" All around the hall people were saying "Oh, how wonderful? How does he do it?" But the Quick Man on the front seat said in a big whisper to the people near him, "He-had-it-up-his-sleeve."        Then the people nodded brightly at the Quick Man and said, "Oh, of course;" and everybody whispered round the hall, "He-had-it-up-his-sleeve." "My next trick," said the conjurer, "is the famous Hindustani rings. You will notice that the rings are apparently separate; at a blow they all join (clang, clang, clang)-Presto!"      There was a general buzz of stupefaction till the Quick Man was heard to whisper, "He must have had another lot up his sleeve." Again everybody nodded and whispered, The-rings-were-up-his-sleeve....

               Kite Flying written by Makarand Paranjape is about a middle-aged executive. In the beginning, the main character of the story is quite satisfied with his life and family but later on gets disturbed. The mind get tensed and he is unable to look into the matters of life properly. In the meantime, he remembers his uncle named Freud who advised to search for happiness from childhood as it is full of innocence. The executive passes by a kite shop. He suddenly remembers how good he felt as a child and especially when he flew kites. Kite flying gave him immense pleasure. Now when he remembers the good olden days, he wants to return back to them. At the same time, he also feels shy as to what people will think of him if he purchases kites as this age. He wants to hide the kites and tie string to them. Then he leaves the readers in a confused state as he doesn't declare whether he files the kite or not. But later on he reveals that kite...

Kite Flying           Since that evening, I have been wondering how to tell this story. What happened was not unusual and, doubtless, you must have read many stories of this sort. but, believe me, when it actually happens to you, you feel like an altered being, as if you've traded in your old life for a brand new one. But perhaps you're already getting restless with this introduction... As usual, that evening I was being driven back from my office when on the way I happened to notice a whole row of bright kites with coloured reels of thread hung in front of a neighborhood shop. For Summary of "Kite Flying", Please click the below link >>  Summary           All in all, it hadn't been an unusual day for me. I had left home around 9:30 a.m. when the company car came to pick me up. I had a normal day at the office. The routine of work. Some visitors. Tea. Chatting. Files. Launch. A meeting in the afternoon..   ...

The poem 'Still I Rise' conveys to the readers the need for standing tall against all odds and fighting till the very end. It is an emotional poem addressed to the white oppressors of black people. The poet wants the white people to realize that the black will no longer bend down to the atrocities of the whites. Without reacting to the harshness, she requests the blacks to stand up and walk with their head held high. It invokes a feeling of confidence in the blacks to not surrender to the oppression of the blacks. The poem is both political and highly personal. The poet is responding to decades and even centuries of oppression and mistreatment. The readers can feel the sympathy with her spirited rejection of further oppression. The poet considers herself as the dream and hope of the slaves who will be freed from the bondage of the whites. For Whole Poem of "Still I Rise", Please click the link 'Poem'  >> POEM The first two lines are about writing. She us...

This chapter ‘What is Intelligence’ tells us about a doctor who was placed in the army and he took an intelligence test along with his other fellow mates. He scored much higher than the average score which was 100 and thus thought himself to be more intelligent than his colleagues in the army. He had always been topping the intelligence test and thought himself to be wiser than all as he was able to answer more than the average man. Then he wonders if his car mechanic is able to repair his car within minutes and talks about terms about terms which the narrator is unable to understand. This forces him to think whether he has a less aptitude level. Then he thinks that if the aptitude test is prepared by anyone else who is not an academician but a farmer or carpenter, then he won’t be able to do well in it posing as an idiot. One day he visits his car mechanic again when the mechanic has a humorous conversation in which he asks how a blind man would ask for scissors to which the narrator ...

What is intelligence anyway? When I was in the army I received a kind of aptitude test that all soldiers took and, against a normal of 100, scored 160. No one at the base had ever seen a figure like that, and for two hours they made a big fuss over me. (It didn’t mean anything. The next day I was still a Buck Private with KP as my highest duty.) All my life I’ve been registering scores like that, so that I have the complacent feeling that I’m highly intelligent, and I expect other people to think so, too. Actually, though, don’t such scores simply mean that I am very good at answering the type of academic questions that are considered worthy of answers by the people who make up the intelligence tests - people with intellectual bent similar to mine? For Summary of "What is Intelligence?", Please click the given link 'Summary' >>  Summary For instance, I had an auto-repairman once, who, on these intelligence tests, could not possibly have scored more than 80, by m...

Summary | In Search Of Myself           In search of myself, the author went to a camp which is near river Tapi and the author describes the nature's scenery, what she felts. the narrator also describes the coolness of river water which is flowing around her legs and waves of heat which her body felts too. as if she doesn’t have any social connections at that place, the author experiences the complete freedom. The author enjoys the cultural program before dinner which includes the beats of drum louder and including sweet music of flute which makes the atmosphere rhythmic and the people's arounds began dancing.           She narrates the scene of camp which is far away from noise, people and its brash lights which one can't never experience in the cities, the author got saddened because she gets letter from her husband as his sister's son going to be fed his ritual first solid meal and her mother-in-law was coming for the ce...

               The dazzling glare of all sun had dimmed. The wind that had blown wildly all day was a little subdued. The dust that had bitten the flesh was at rest. I stood up to my knees in the Tapi. Her waters swirled caressingly round my legs and flowed on. My body still felt the waves of heat from without, but within, the coolness of the water rose all the way into my head. The sun stood to the west, smeared with dust - a circle of dust rimmed with light. Standing alone in the vastness of the Tapi, I shed all social connections.           The beat of a drum rose in the distance, growing gradually louder. A flute joined in, running a high, piping frill around the deep resonance of the drum. The sun sank quickly out of sight, and the river began filling with grains of darkness. The rhythmic shuffle of dancing feet had begun. The camp was coming alive. This was the cultural programme before dinner. For Summary ...

THE TOYS - Coventry Patrome My little Son, who look'd from thoughtful eyes And moved and spoke in quiet grown-up wise, Having my law the seventh time disobey'd, I struck him, and dismiss'd With hard words and unkiss'd, His Mother, who was patient, being dead. Then, fearing lest his grief should hinder sleep, I visited his bed, But found him slumbering deep, With darken'd eyelids, and their lashes yet From his late sobbing wet. And I, with moan, Kissing away his tears, left others of my owns; For, on a table drawn beside his head, He had put, within his reach, A box of counters and a red-vein'd stone, A piece of glass abraded by the beach And six or seven shells, A bottle with bluebells And two French copper coins, ranged there with careful art, To comfort his sad heart. So when that night I pray'd To God, I wept, and said: Ah, when at last we lie with tranced breath, Not vexing Thee in death, And Thou rememberest of what toys We made our joys, How weakly und...

In the Kingdom of Fools       In the Kingdom of Fools, both the king and the minister were idiots. They didn’t want to run things like other kings, so they decided to change night into day and  day into night. They ordered that everyone should be awake at night, till their fields and run their businesses only after dark, and go to bed as soon as the sun came up. Anyone who disobeyed would be punished with death. The people did as they were told for fear of death. The king and the minister were delighted at the success of their project. One day a guru and his disciple arrived in the city. It was a beautiful city, it was broad daylight, but there was no one about. Everyone was asleep, not a mouse stirring. Even the cattle had been taught to sleep by day. The two strangers were amazed by what they saw around them and wandered around town till evening, when suddenly the whole town woke up and went about its nightly business.           ...