pare time he
His favourite cricket grounds
(be) Sydney
(admire) other cricketers like Wasim Akram, Sunil Gavaskar, S
onty Rhodes and Sanath Jayasuriya.
Read the following lines and fill in the blanks with verb forms a
nentioned in brackets. (Note that all the sentences are linked.)
The battle
(start). (present perfect)
The regiment......
(perform) outpost duty. (present continuous
5. It ...........
........ (be) a mile away from the main army. (simple present)
(surround) it from all sides. (present perfe
6. The captain ......
(lead) the regiment forward all along. (pres
6. They ...... (plan) to crush their enemy soon. (present contin
Fill in the blanks in the given sentences with appropriate verb for
forms mentioned. The first one has been done for you.
The guests are relishing (relish) the food. (present continuous)
The enemy
Answers
The story of humankind forms the conclusion to the many chapters that tell the history of the earth’s many creatures--this we have heard. In any human society we sometimes encounter the various animals that live hidden within us--this we know. In reality we call that human which has blended all the animals within ourselves, combined them into one: penned our tigers and cows into one enclosure, trapped our snakes and mongooses in the same cage. In the same way we give the name raag to that which combines all the sa-re-ga-mas within itself and creates music--after which the notes can no longer make trouble--but still, even within the music an individual note may stand out from the others: in one raag the ma, in another the ga, in yet another the flat dha.
My nephew Bolai, my brother’s son: in his nature, somehow, the fundamental notes of plants and trees sounded the loudest. Right from childhood he had the habit of standing and staring silently, not exploring places like other boys. When dark clouds massed themselves in layers in the eastern sky, it was as if his soul became dense with the moist fragrance of the forest in July; when the rain came thrumming down, his whole body would listen to what it said. When the sunshine lay on the roof in the afternoon, he walked about bare-chested, as if gathering something into himself from all the sky. When the mango trees bloomed in the month of Magh, a deep happiness would enter his blood, in memory of something inexpressible; his inner nature would spread itself in all directions, like a grove of sal trees flowering in Phalgun, would become suffused, become deeply colored. At these times he liked to sit alone and talk to himself, patching together whatever fairy-tales he had heard, the tales of the pair of aged tattlers that had built their nest in a crevice of the ancient banyan tree. This wide-eyed-always-staring boy didn’t talk very much; he would stay quiet, thinking things over in his head. Once I took him into the mountains. When he saw the green grass that covered the slope all the way down to our house, he was delighted. He didn’t think the coverlet of grass was any fixed thing; he felt it was a playful, rolling mass, always rolling down. Often he would climb up the slope and roll down himself--his entire body itself become grass--and as he rolled, the blades of grass would tickle the back of his neck, and he would laugh out loud.
After the night’s rains, the early-morning sun would peer over the mountain tops, and its pale golden rays fell on the deodar forest; and without telling anyone he’d go quietly and stand awestruck in the motionless shadows of the deodars, his body thrilling all over, as if he could see the people within these gigantic trees--they wouldn’t speak, but they seemed to know everything, these grandfathers from long ago, from the days of "Once-upon-a-time-there-lived-a-king."
Step-by-step explanation:
Sunil Manohar "Sunny" Gavaskar is a former Indian international cricketer who played from the early 1970s to late 1980s for the Bombay cricket team and Indian national team. ok
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