Question

You Nikita. you are used to travelling in your school bus.Today you happened to go to Agra alone in a crowded bus on a hot summer day. Record your advanturous experience in the form of a diary entry.

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Answer 1

Once in The Agra

Today I left for Agra in the hot summer day. I sat in a bus and the bus driver drove the bus too fast and reached an unknown place..... It was Taj Mahal. There inside Taj Mahal it was a great relief from the scorching heat of the sun in a cool place in the Marble House.... Suddenly I heard a soft sweet voice, it was of Mumtaz.... I was shocked to see her... And she was surprised. Initially I was scared as she is a ghost now but she was too kind to me. In the Palace I was created with full hospitality and humbleness. There they all told me that due to excessive pollution their Marble house is now getting destroyed and I promised them to take some actions against their growing struggle. Suddenly it was smoke and smoke all around and i saw myself in my house.... Safely back.!

MORAL :

Create an environment friendly atmosphere which is pollution free and take initiatives to reduce pollution for out upcoming economic growth.

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Answer 2

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Thursday, 22rd May, 2019

10:00 PM

Dear Diary

You know that I am used to travelling in my Comfortable school bus. But today I had to go to Agra alone in a crowded bus. My mother and father had already reached Agra two days for attending my cousin's wedding.

I made my way through the bustling crowd at the bus stand and was shocked to enter the bus which was very crowded. There was no place to sit and it seemed as if more and more people wanted to board the bus.

I overheard someone saying that a few buses operating On the Delhi - Agra route had Ben cancelled due to shortage of buses. I made my way through the crowd at the door and stood in a corner of the bus. The scorching hear was making me uncomfortable and added to the misery. I sipped some lemonade and remembered my parents and how safe I felt with them.

From this adventurous experience, I learnt how to travel independently in public transport. When I reached Agra, as a brave little soldier bearing all the hardships, I finally hugged my mom.

Good night

Kusum