short essay on bad day of my life in 150 words
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It was a rainy day. My parents went to attend the marriage celebration of one of my relatives in the next village. I did not accompany them because I wanted to read and prepare my lessons at home.
However, I was instructed to attend the feast at 2 P.M. My father kept the cycle for me. Mother had no need to cook for me because I consented to join the feast at 2 P.M. instead of going there much before the feast. I kept the key of the house and I was told to lock the house properly while leaving.
At about 9A.M. in the morning my uncle came. I honoured him and requested him to sit in the drawing room. He was a very old man. He came to our house by foot. So he was tired. In the absence of my parents it was my duty to offer Tiffin and tea to my uncle. I went to the kitchen and searched for the biscuits. But I could not find it. I also tried to prepare a cup of tea for him. But there was no milk. I became nervous. I went to our neighbor and borrowed a little milk for only one cup of tea. I thought that I could prepare it. But unconsciously I added salt instead of sugar. When I offered it to my uncle, he gladly accepted it. But immediately he kept-the cup away only after one sips. I could not know the reason at first. I sensed my mistake well when he asked for sugar for the tea. I could not find the tin which contained sugar. So I again rushed to my neighbor for sugar.
After the tea, my uncle slept. Probably he thought that my parents would come back soon. He did not get up before 3 P.M. At that time I was very hungry. I felt insulted when I met our neighbor for the third time to arrange a real for my uncle. When he went there for his lunch, I prepared to attend the feast although it was late.
In a hurry locked only the front door and forgot to close the back door. When I came to the cycle, I found that there was no air in the tube of the wheel. I thought of borrowing the neighbor's cycle. But I was ashamed of requesting him for the fourth time.
Although I was hungry I remained at home. I unlocked the front door and found that a stray dog had entered into our kitchen through the back door which I had unmindfully kept open. The dog had wildly disturbed the oil bottles in the kitchen.
My parents came back at 4.30 P.M. in the afternoon. They looked worried probably for my inability to attend the feast. They heard everything and pitied me for tion
A Bad Day of my Life
Life is a mixture of bad days and good days. Each one of us experiences the joys of good days and anguish of bad days. I also went through the ordeals of a bad day.
It was one of those bad days today when many bad things happen together. As I got up my mother told me there had been no power supply since early morning. She also told me that there was no water in the water tank. So I had to pump water and bring it in buckets to the washrooms for ablutions and washing up.
Then as the mother was cooking dinner the cylinder ran out. Thank God there was a filled cylinder available with the grandmother. It was just 10:00 a.m. when the inverter battery also ran out. It happened to be one of the hottest days with summer solstice just a week away. All of us had no option but for the resuming of power supply. Then one of the neighbours told us the power supply would resume in the evening as the Electricity Department was repairing the wires. At 3 p.m. all of us missed the power supply the most because that day Champions Trophy semi-final cricket match between India and Bangla Desh was to be played.
We forgot all our pain we had faced that day when the power supply resumed. However, that joy was short lived. We had hardly finished our dinner when the power supply was disrupted again. The inverter did not work. We again had no option but to wait for the resumption of the power.
I really had an extremely bad day during my summer vacation.