It was
Sunday. The weather was fine. Everything looked fresh and gay. We decided to go
for a picnic. We were a party of fourteen girl friends. We chalked out a programme for Okhla.
All preparations were made well in time. So we set off early in the morning. We
reached there at 8 A.M. we were very happy in the lap of nature. We spread our
carpets under a shady tree on the river bank and took rest there for some time.
Then, we set out for sight-seeing. We saw many groups of holiday-makers. They were
enjoying themselves in their own ways. There was a lot of fun and frolic. At a
particular spot. We saw some young music. We also started dancing with them. It
was a real fun. When we were tired. We retired to a lonely place and enjoyed
our food. By 5 o’clock we decided to return.
Just
then, one of our fellow girls slipped her foot and fell into the deep waters. She
was swept away by the strong current of water. Soon after she was drowned. All our
cries and efforts to save her life ended in a smoke. In this way, we had a
ruined picnic.
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