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How I Spent Last Sunday Or How I Celebrated My Birthday

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Introduction. Last Sunday was my birth-day. Though I usually burn mid-night oil and wake late in the morning, lint early last Sunday. I observe a special programme on my birth-day every year. The day was full of engagements and merry-making.

Invitation to friends. I have a number of friends. I believe in the increase of the member of friends. Last Sunday it was my sixteenth birth day. So I invited only sixteen friends to my birth-day celebrations.

My new resolve. I resolved to bring a chance for the better in mi- life on the birth-day. I looked over the year which ended on the last Sunday. I fell sad. I was none the better in the past years I, therefore. Resolved to do my fast this year to better myself.

Future plan for daily routine. With the new re-solve I made a daily routine for myself, I decided to follow it throughout the year- I am glad to say that I have not missed a single item so far. I hope not to miss any them other plan in this year,

Description of the celebrations. Soon after I entered the drawing room. My friends were waiting for me. I met them. They were invited by me. The room was full. There was noi.se everywhere. The scene was quite pleasant. It presented a festive look.

 First of alt I bowed before my parents, I touched their feet. They blessed me-Then I relieved the blessings of elderly people who were present on the occasion. After this all my friends congratulated me on my birth-day- Their kind words gave me much pleasure I thanked god, the Maker of this world. Then I went to the temple in my street. I prayed to Shivaji our family deity.

There was great pleasure, feasting and music all day long. Like a bee I moved from one little group of friends to another receiving gifts. At 2p.m. the postman brought bundles of gift presents. He got his Bakshis. My mother was all smiles. -She opened the parcel. My sister dapped out of joy.

Theatre in the evening. Now it was evening. At the request of my friends I went with them to the cinema hall. There we enjoyed the picture “insaniat ke dushman”I Was deeply moved by the picture.

Conclusion. I returned home. I slept peacefully. I do not know who awakened me next morning, Times I spent the last Sunday.


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