My Neighbors

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My Neighbors
We can choose our friends but not our neighbors. So we have to live with our Neighbors whether we like them or not. There is an old wise saying. Love your Neighbors as you love yourself. But it is not always easy to act upon this advice. Become there a good neighbors and bad neighbors are a blessing. I have in new Town. It is a new colony at a distance of one kilometer from the city. All the Residents have settled here quite recently. Most of them are educated people Who have shifted here from the over-crowded parts of the old city. All the Residents have settled here quite recently. Most of them are educated people Who have shifted here from the over-crowded parts of the old city. Just in front Of our house lives Mr. Ahmad a retried government servant He was a head clerk In the education department. His only interests in life seem to be saying prayers And preaching to his neighbors the virtues of honesty and simplicity. Some people Who claim to know him, say that his fondness for honesty developed only after His retirement his children are rather noisy and mischievous. Every time someone, s Chicken fails to return home. Mr. Ahmad, s children seem to have a hand in it. But Nobody dares complain to the father become of the fear of hearing his sermon On honesty. On out right, there is the house of Dr. Akbar. A portion of the house Also serves as his clinic. He is a good doctor and a good man. He has never refused To help a sick man who cannot pay this fee. Moreover in the evening. He examines Poor patients only and gives them free medicines. A journalist lives on the left side Of our house. He is an educated person and a good journalist. He is the district Correspondent of a national newspaper and a new agency. He is energetic and Warm-hearted and takes much interest in the affairs of the colony. He is very Popular among his neighbors. He is always ready to help those who need his Help. The plot behind our house is still waiting for someone to come...
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