The Portrait of a Lady (Cloze Exercise)

The Portrait of a Lady (Cloze Exercise)

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Khushwant Singh draws here an interesting of his grandmother. He presents her as a tender, loving and deeply  old lady. Singh says that his grandmother was an old woman. She was so old that her face was that at the present it was difficult to believe she would ever had been young and . The author says that "she was like the winter landscape in the mountains and exponce of pure white breathing peace and contentment.. His grandpa appeared too old and it was that he ever had a wife.. Singh was the only child at that time. His had gone to live in the city leaving him behind the village under the care of his grandmother. And would also feed him with Chappathi. The School as attached with a temple. Finally in the evening, the author and the grandmother would walk back home the dogs. After a friendly with his grandmother, he had to adopt a new life in the city. Both of them was sent for to settle down in the with his parents. The author went to an school but the grandmother never liked the way he was taught. In due course, Singh went up to a and because of that, he was given a room.Only during the afternoon she would relax by the sparrows with little pieces of bread. Later, Singh went up abroad for higher studies which was for 5 long years. His also taught that it might e the last contact between them when she came in the station to see him off. Singh notices that even at this time when everyone is joyful about his return, grandmother's happiest moments was with her . So she decides that she is not going to waste a single moment by talking so she prayed. Quite suddenly, the falls from her hand and she exhaled her last breath and it was clear that she was no more. And to pay the last homage to the grandmother, thousands of gathered in and around her room. They don't even bother to notice the bread pieces thrown at them. Along with her , the sparrows flew away.