Essays

My friend Rahul is very fond of swimming. He is a good swimmer. One day as usual we made a programme to go to Okhia for swimming. As soon as we reached there the aged and the children were taking bath near the bank. However, some of the young boys were swimming in the mid-stream. It was very deep there. Currents of water flowed up and down. Suddenly, a boy was caught in the currents. He began to cry for help. A dare-devil jumped into the waves. He brought him out with great difficulty. After some time he came to senses. In the meantime, his parents had reached the hospital. I felt forry that happy occasions sometimes turn into grief.