Essays

Last Sunday we decided to visit the Trade Fair. We found a long queue at bus stop. Men and women, young and old, all were standing in a queue.

Some were talking about the politics. Some of them were gossiping. Some gentlemen were busy reading the newspapers.

All of them were waiting for the bus- In a few minutes the queue became longer than before. After waiting for some times, we saw a bus coming.

Every one became ready to board the bus. It did not stop at the stand and passed by us. After sometime, we again saw a bus. It stopped.

The queue broke. Some young men boarded it. They remained helpless specters. We cancelled our programme. We decided to visit the Trade Fair some other day.