Essays

It was the month of December last year. It was the coldest day of the winter season. Temperature went down to minus zero degree.

Everybody was shivering due to cold. Water froze in pipes. The sun appeared in the afternoon, but gave no comfort. It was very dull.

I was in my house. My mother called me to leave the quilt and get ready to go out to buy some items in the market. Leaving the quilt was very difficult.

Nothing was visible clearly. Sunlight looked like a moonlight. With difficulty I boarded a bus, but the driver also found it difficult to drive.

I found people sitting around fire to get some warmth, I spent little time in the market and rushed back home.

Once there, I again took shelter inside quilt.