The Residents and Neighbors
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 have your self. No doubt, good neighbors is blessing.
I live in a town. All the residents have settled here quite recently. Most of them are 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. Ahmed, a retired government servant. He was a head clerk of in the education department. His only interests in life seem to be saying prayers and preaching to his neighbors the virtue 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 fail to return home, Mr. Ahmed ‘s children seem to have hand in it. But nobody dares complain to the father because of the fear of hearing his sermon on honesty.
On our right hand, there is the house of Dr. Akbar. A portion of house also serves as his clinic. He is good doctor and a good man. He has never refused to help a sick man who cannot pay his fee. Moreover, in the evening, he examines poor patients only and give them free medicine. He has two sons who are well behaved and polite. A journalist lives on the left side of our house. He is an educated person and good journalist. He is the district corresponding of national newspapers and a news agency. He is energetic and warm hearted and take 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 hose is still waiting for some one to come and build a house
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 have your self. No doubt, good neighbors is blessing.
I live in a town. All the residents have settled here quite recently. Most of them are 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. Ahmed, a retired government servant. He was a head clerk of in the education department. His only interests in life seem to be saying prayers and preaching to his neighbors the virtue 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 fail to return home, Mr. Ahmed ‘s children seem to have hand in it. But nobody dares complain to the father because of the fear of hearing his sermon on honesty.
On our right hand, there is the house of Dr. Akbar. A portion of house also serves as his clinic. He is good doctor and a good man. He has never refused to help a sick man who cannot pay his fee. Moreover, in the evening, he examines poor patients only and give them free medicine. He has two sons who are well behaved and polite. A journalist lives on the left side of our house. He is an educated person and good journalist. He is the district corresponding of national newspapers and a news agency. He is energetic and warm hearted and take 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 hose is still waiting for some one to come and build a house