Eluding Tranquil

1. A. Experts such as Larry Burns, head of research at GM, reckon that only such a full hearted leap will allow the world to cope with the mass motorisation that will one day come to China or India. B. But once hydrogen is being produced from biomass or extracted from underground coal or made from water, using nuclear or renewable electricity, the way will be open for a huge reduction in carbon emissions from the whole system. C. In theory, once all the bugs have been sorted out, fuel cells should deliver better total fuel economy than any existing engines. D. That is twice as good as the internal combustion engine, but only five percentage points better than a diesel hybrid. E. Allowing for the resources needed to extract hydrogen from hydrocarbon, oil, coal or gas, the fuel cell has an efficiency of 30%. 1. CEDBA 2. CEBDA 3. AEDBC 4. ACEBD 2. A. But this does not mean that death was the Egyptians’ only preo...

As d dawn sets in with the morning hues sunlight dances on the speechless dew the whispering breeze flows past by behold the silence of the great sky. the smiling teeth of the innocent flowers the swaying hands of the little grass the constant gossip of the many leaves in the arms of their parent trees. the gleeful call of the birds humming of the little ones roaming in herds shedding the darkness of the previous night embracing the sweet warmth of the new light. yet another morning in the God given life purging of all d troubling memories giving me some respite the dreams are all forgotten consigned to the fate of night. i feel so free, i feel so calm nature is stroking me with the wind's palm i see the sky i see the flowers i have a new sense of what i am i see the moon fading away in ephemeral oblivion just like these trying times will as happiness will come again this great cycle of night and day is a lesson that we may learn from the workings of God, all is transient, in this ...

gum sum si rehne lagi hai ye shaam tanhai bhi aakar gungunati hai. veeraniyon ki ye mehfil mere ghar roz saj jaati hai. ashq bhi sookh gaye ab muskaan ka koi pata nahi, apne saare kahan chhoot gaye kab. iska koi ata nahi. dhoondhta hun unhe yaadon mein bojhil jo ho gayi hain. rangne ki koshish karta hun main deewaare jo sooni ho gayi hain. gum sum si rehne lagi hai ye shaam tanhai bhi aakar gungunati hai. veeraniyon ki ye mehfil mere ghar roz saj jaati hai

Age brings along with it perspective. Old events are seen in new light. Such paradigm shifts maybe inconsequential or insignificant, some are of modest force and in rare cases, moments of revelation, if not ephiphany. Our school had planned a visit to the women's jail on the occasion of Diwali in 2006. Sweets, clothes and toileteries were to be distributed and a skit was to be conducted to further the school's No-Crackers propaganda. The story was of a boy who was excited about burning crackers on Diwali, but ends up getting slapped, with the background CHATAAK for added emphasis of the treatment meted out to him, by his sister, mother and grandmother for the inevitable inconvenience, might I say harm, his revelries were going to cause them. Then steps in the boy's teacher who tells him how harmful crackers are and preaches him to celebrate Diwali with earthen lamps and candles. The boy learns his lesson and the usual happy ending is pursued with success. While the gifts we...

I'm the last one listening to myself. the last one to follow. preaching others all the time, while my own conscience is hollow. every day, is a day of two lives. the calm one for the world to see, and the unrestful for mine. Each day, is a day of battle. between the legitimate me, and the abhorred creation of my own mind. I lose the battle, but I will win the war. I will pull my reigns, whenever I go far. I will bask in the glory, of man's strong will. Ruminate over every action, ponder over every thought. Start with small steps, and success will not be far. I'm the God of my life. I can end all my strifes. But, I'm the last one listening to myself. the last one to follow. preaching others all the time, while my own conscience is hollow.