Bombay was also known as Mumbai. When Britishers came to India they change a lot of cities name and Bombay was the one in it. After Britishers went back, Bombay was called by Mumbai. Mumbai is the dream city of every Indian because Mumbai is the biggest city in India. Approximately, more than 15 million people live in Mumbai and it is a big city. The dangerous thing in Mumbai is the trains of Mumbai’s local station. It is very risky to travel I the travel in Mumbai.
Physically and spiritually, blood has taken many different forms in my life and has taught me significant lessons. My first encounter with blood was at a karate tournament when my own blood was spilt due to a lack of judgment and impulsive attitude. During a sparing confrontation, my opponent was cheating in order to guarantee his victory. Despite knowing that violence would not solve anything, I was blinded by my fury and hit him with a powerful punch in the face. Unexpectedly, in a fraction of a second, the favor was returned with an even greater thirst for revenge and blood spilled down my face and neck, staining even my pure white karate gee. Not only were we injured, but, as a consequence of our actions, both of us were disqualified from the
India culture is one of the most talked about cultures in the world. People from different countries come to India to get a touch of it. But what exactly culture is? Culture is about everything how people live, what their values, beliefs, are and then their language, food, religion, traditions
My ribcage creaks as I draw in a quick breath, sending a sharp pain down my left side. I cringe. When I begin to sit up, every muscle in my body screams in protest. Click. I look
I remember your face, for you served us wine while we indulged each other. She had whispered to me to imagine tupping you before you entered, so I have taken you in my mind with you unknowing, and thanks to your captive lady. I wonder if you’ll more desire revenge for her impropriety, or for failing to invite you to our carousing. I’d have pulled your yellow hair. My hand fists as I write, thinking of what could have been, but was not. We broke the crystal and spilled the wine in the violence of our passion upon your leaving, for she knew you were in my mind as I thrust my manhood into
Leaning against the far wall in the corner of the dim-lit room, I waited patiently for Mack to notice my - albeit sudden arrival but arrival nonetheless. The soft cotton of my blouse clung to the rough paint job that the wall decorated in many years ago. Splinters already were
"I am Hikari Kita, and I need an ambulance. A man is having a heart attack and has fallen unconscious. He's still breathing," I told her. I found the pulse and cursed. There was no heartbeat. I moved the phone between my cheek and shoulder. "I'm going to try to restart his heart now. Please, hurry." After telling her the address, I hung up.
After a long and tiring day, filled with unsatisfactory precipitation throughout the whole time, I found myself in front of a cheap hotel, wishing I was back home. Not only did I feel awful, but I also looked miserable and by the way I was being stared at and treated, I probably appeared as a fugitive. Despite everything, I spent the night there. The following day, after running my daily errands, I decided to spend a night in a hotel owned by Dr. Brown. We became instantly close when we discovered our shared interest in books; therefore, our friendship lasted for as long as he was alive. Being that there was not one place in Europe where he could not share an experience from, I pictured him as a doctor who moved from town to town. He had many writings of his own.
Lebanese American University Byblos, Lebanon Fundamentals of Oral Communication Name: Amar Al Bakkar ID#: 201101998 Email Address: email@example.com Tel: 03/925225 Instructor: Mrs. Therese Nasrallah Date of Presentation: July 2, 2012 General Purpose: To inform Specific purpose: To inform my audience about the Indian culture's diversity Central Idea: India is a fascinating country with diverse traditions related to their language, their costumes, and their cuisine.
Inside a flat Cheltenham where roast chicken and garlic wafts through the air like a new eau de cologne, I 'm asked to grab the deck of cards as Derick fixes up Bee’s Knees cocktails. On the bookshelf I spy a pack of '52 ' regular cards and a pack
As 5:45 p.m. rolled around I heard my dates truck coming down my road, I quickly adjusted my hair and made sure my makeup was still intact. As I saw his truck pull in I suddenly felt as if there was a big lump in my throat and I could barf at any moment. He walked me to his truck and opened the door for me to get in. We headed off to Orangeburg where we would be eating at San Jose Mexican restaurant. Most of the ride there consisted of us asking each other questions and getting to know each other. I remember him looking at me and saying, “I never gone on a date with a girl as
“For me?” I smiled sweetly, picking up the drink and taking a sip. “Of course. It’s five o’clock somewhere.” “You’re so original, Jack,” I teased. “Are any of the dancers here yet?” “I didn’t tell them to come in until 3:00.” “Okay,” I said, looking down at the table, trying to remember if I had misunderstood what time he wanted me to come in. I realized I hadn’t based on the fact that he was sitting here waiting for me when I arrived, and drinks were already on the table. “Why did you tell me to come at 2:00 then?”