Read the passages given below and answer the questions based on them.
Chiang Mei, in northern Thailand was the former seat of the Lanna kingdom. It is an escape from the whirlwind pace of life of its southern rival, Bangkok. Despite the constant arrival of planes and trains full of tourists, this city is still blissfully calm and laid-back.
Nestled among forested foothills and surrounded by rainforests, Chiang Mei is much older than it first appears. The beautiful, old monasteries still remain, centred on ancient brick Stupas in a remarkable range of shapes and styles.
However, the gaps between them have been filled in with modern Thai houses, traveller hotels and smart shopping centres. Despite this, the historic centre of Chiang Mei Still feels overwhelmingly residential, more like a sleepy country town than a bustling capital.
A sprawling modern city has grown around ancient Chiang Mei, ringed by a tangle of superhighways, but if you drive in a straight line in any direction, you will find yourself in the lush green countryside of northern Thailand. Go and loose yourself in the world of pristine rainforest reserves, churning waterfalls, serene forest glades, bubbling hot springs and peaceful country villages-not to forget the host of adventure camps, the night safari, elephant sanctuaries, modern hotels and souvenir markets.
This is the place to relax, have fabulous food and wander about leisurely.
A. Give the answers.
B. Answer these questions in detail.
C. What are the things which would attract you to Chiang Mei? Write your answer in about fifty words.
To Question or Not to Question
Should we completely surrender to authority or should we question it? To grow, one needs to learn to question-that is true growth.
A professor, after his lecture on Philosophy, gave his class a short, surprise test based on what he had just taught them. When the students got back their answer papers, they found that all of them had been awarded a zero! Seeing their shocked faces, the professor told them that he had deliberately taught them wrong facts- but no one in class had questioned him. They had accepted all that he told them. This taught the students to develop a questioning attitude.
A young proud mother was proudly lauding her nine-year-old son's habit of questioning everything. "Why this? Why that? What does this mean? He will never accept anything without questioning!" The teacher she was talking to replied and said, " That's the right way. My six-year-olds often get on my nerves, but then I tell myself it is good that they ask and seek clarification."
The new education paradigm encourages the habit of questioning. But, in the domain of spirituality, the guru discourages this practice. The moral code is to accept all that he tells you unquestioningly; to do what he asks you to do - who is right?
A. Give the answers.
B. Answer these questions in detail.
C. Imagine yourself to be a teacher teaching five -year old kids. How would you deal with them?
A single guy decided that life would be more fun if he had a pet. So off he went to the pet store and told the owner that he wanted to purchase an unusual pet. After much discussion, deliberations and haggling, he finally settled upon a talking centipede- a hundred-legged bug- which came in a little, white box.
Taking a leisurely stroll, he walked back home with his new pet in the box tucked under his arm. He put the box in a safe place and decided that he would start off by taking his new pet to church. So, he asked the centipede in the box, "Would you like to go to church with me today?' But there was no response. He waited a while, then asked again, "How 'bout going to church with me today?" But again, there was no answer from his new pet. He waited a few minutes more then decided to give it a last try. Going close to the box he shouted, "Hey! Will you go to church with me or not?"
This time, a little voice came out of the box. "Mr., I heard you the very first time. I'm putting my shoes on."
A. Give the answers.
B. Write short answers.
There are a number of short poems that live long lives. No one remembers exactly when they first appeared; usually their authors are forgotten. But these rhymed jokes are reprinted again and again. Here are two of them along with a limerick for your reading pleasure and answering the questions that follow.
Rhymed Chuckles
Give short answers.
Father hadn't started lunch or rather tiffin, as we called it then. He usually waited for me, if I was late. I don't suppose he enjoyed eating alone.
For tiffin we usually had rice, a mutton curry (koftas or meat balls, with plenty of gravy, was my favorite curry), fried dal and a hot lime or mango pickle. For supper we had English food - a soup, roast meat and fried potatoes, a rich gravy made by my father, and a custard or caramel pudding. My father enjoyed cooking, but it was only in the morning that he found time for it. Breakfast was his own creation. He cooked eggs in a variety of interesting ways, and favoured some Italian recipes which he had collected during a trip to Europe, long before I was born.
'And where have you been?' asked my father, helping himself to the rice as soon as he saw me come in.
'To the top of the old palace,' I said.
'Did you meet anyone there?'
'Yes, I met a tiny old lady who told me she was a Rani. She gave me chocolates.'
As a rule, she doesn't like visitors.'
'Oh, she didn't mind me. But is she really a queen?'
'Well, she is the daughter of a Maharaja. That makes her a princess. She never married. There's a story that she fell in love with a commoner, one of the palace servants. and wanted to marry him, but of course they wouldn't allow that. She became very melancholic and started living all by herself in the old palace. They give her everything that she needs but she doesn't go out or have any visitors. Everyone says that she's mad'
'How do they know?' I asked.
'Because she is different from other people, I suppose.'
'Is that being mad?'
'No, not really, I suppose madness is not seeing things as others see them.
'Is that very bad?'
'No,' said father, who for once was finding it very difficult to explain something to me. 'But people who are like that - people whose minds are so different that they don't think step by step, as we do, whose thoughts jump all over the place-such people are very difficult to live with.....'
'Step by step,' I repeated. 'Step by step..
You aren't eating,' said my father. 'Hurry up, and you can come with me to school today.
'l always looked forward to attending my father's classes. He did not take me to the classroom very often, because he wanted school to be a treat, to begin with; then, later, the routine wouldn't be so unwelcome.
Sitting there with older children, understanding only half of what they were learning, I felt important and part grown-up. And of course I did learn to read and write, although I first learnt to read upside-down, by means of standing in front of other's desks and peering across at their books. Later, when I went to school, I had some difficulty in learning to read the right way up; and even today I sometimes read upside-down, for the sake of variety. I don't mean that I read standing on my head; simply that I hold the book upside-down.
A. Give the meaning of each of the following as used in the passage. One word answers or a short phrase will be accepted.
B. Answer the following questions in your own words.