I took birth in Italy,Europe. Enzo Ferrari is my grandfather. All that I know is that, the various parts of my body came not from one country but from several different lands,I am made from liquid hot metal into a sizzling solid sports car. Oil is my blood, Fuel is my soul, The cockpit is my brain and the engine is my heart.
I am mostly made of metal, alloys, several interior and exterior fittings. Its a great hard work to make me!
I drink different kinds of oil which I need to run. Oil is not only my drink but also my food. But I can live without it for days and years, if I do not have to run.
Men use me to move about. They sit inside by body. They have full control over me. They take me in any direction they like. Sometimes I have to run very fast and sometimes very slowly. Sometimes I have to run day and night.In short, I have no freedom. All my activities are controlled by man. This often makes me feel very sad indeed.
I'm a red Ferrari, the passion of Italy. I am worth 0.2 million euros.
Hey! , friends. I am flower. I know I am very useful for you but I also have many difficulties in my own life. I always wish that I also get a chance to tell about my self, about my problems and how I feel about the world. I am also living thing but I can’t speak. Today when I get a chance so I will share my feelings and problems with you… I am one of the rose flowers. There are seven colours of rose flower pink, red, yellow, black, orange, white and purple. I am almost famous in whole world. I sell in different cost due to currency of different counties. Mostly I am the favourites of people. My body parts are same as of different flower; just we are bit change only. People use me in different things like making perfume, for decorations, beauty and e.t.c. People also consider me a flower of love. I am happy that I come in your use. But sometimes I hurt a lot. Like children break me from my plant harmfully, when animals come on me for their use so their legs hurt me, when people do not give me all the necessary things of my life and e.t.c. However I feel proud when butterflies or other insects come on me to sit or I come in your use. I just want people to use me but also take care of me a lot. Well my colour in red. The colour red is most famous colour of flower [rose] due to it is mostly use in the world. I am also beautiful and pretty flower in all! :)
Long ago I lived with my family and friends in a beautiful deep dark forest…Oh! what fun we had..The wind would whistle through our branches where birds built their nests.Squirrels hid their nuts in the holes in our barks,while small animals and snakes wound in and out at the base…But in the name of civilization,wood cutters came and began clearing the forest…They began at the outskirts..We could hear the screams of our friends and relatives..Soon it was our day..The lumbermen came and hacked at the base of our tree..for three long hours…after several hours of painful ordeal we fell down with a thump….the smaller branches were sent to the pencil factory, while the main trunk went to the saw mill to be made into furniture…I was the piece that went to the pencil factory. Here began the next stage of torture..They shaved out our outer skin, and I screamed in pain..But no one came to my rescue..Then they cut us into requisite pieces, and cleaved us into half..A piece of graphite was placed inside and we were sealed tight. Then came the most beautiful part…We were painted in different hues..Red black gold etc, and then in gold lettering they wrote:Apsara extra dark-HB I was feeling so proud of myself…. We were then packed in seperate boxes and sent to the wholesale and retail outlets.
hello everyone!i am book........There were times when I was popular. Well, not anymore. The advent of computer has deduced my usage. I am given importance only when I am part of the curriculum, where one uses me to the hilt. I enjoy the company of kids and love them as much as they love me. Why do they dislike me as they grow is something I cannot fathom. It’s sad that they even consider me obsolete. On a shelf in the library I become just a part of the collection, I yearn for someone to pick me up and read me. There is so much of information that I would love to share. I do sometimes adorn the shelves of the nouveau riche who take pride in exhibiting me, not knowing my worth. While there, if I am chanced upon by a book lover I count my lucky stars! At times, I am much spoken about by the media for reasons either good or bad. Falling a prey to being pilfered of my pages is a deed I detest, apart from hooligans using me as a weapon to give vent to their anger. Oh! how I look forward to regaining my days of glory!
I am a car Not just a super car that carries on the name of racing driver Pierre Veyron, who, while racing for the original Bugatti car manufacturer, won the 24 hours of Le Mans in 1939, Bugatti Veyron 16.4 is the second fastest car in the world and the most powerful, it can easily pass as a super hero`s car like Batman. It has the fastest acceleration speed, reaching 60 mph in 2.6 seconds. Endowed with W16 engine-16 cylinders in 4 banks of 4 cylinders fed by four turbochargers, a dual-clutch DSG computer-controlled manual transmission, the Veyron has a length is 4462 mm (175.8 in) a wide of 1998 mm (78.7 in) and hight of 1206 mm (47.5 in). Counting a sum of 10 radiators, for the engine cooling system, for transmission oil, a heat exchanger for the air to liquid intercoolers, for engine oil etc., the car has a power to weight ratio of 529 bhp/tonne.If we talk about performance we are dazzled by this supercars power to reach 200 and 300 km/h (124 and 186 mph) in 7.3 and respectively 16.7 seconds, wining for herself the name of the quickest-accelerating production car in history. If we count the fact that the top speed of Bugatti Veyron is 253.2 miles per hour (407.5 km/h), a speed limited electronically to prevent tire damage (it can run even faster) we can understand why this spectacular car must consume 40.4 L/100 km (4.82 mpg) when it`s running at top speed and in city driving 24.1 L/100 km. Bugatti veyron
Leonardo da Vinci (April 15, 1452 – May 2, 1519) an Italian Renaissance architect, musician, anatomist, inventor, engineer, sculptor, geometer, and painter has been described as a universal genius. Leonardo is famous for his masterly paintings, such as ''The Last Supper'' and ''Mona Lisa'' but he also hold record of most number of inventions by a single human being. He designed many inventions that anticipated modern technology, although few of these designs were constructed in his lifetime. In addition, he helped advance the study of anatomy, astronomy, and civil engineering.
Leonardo was educated in the studio of the renowned Florentine painter, Verrocchio. Much of his earlier working life was spent in the service of Ludovico il Moro in Milan. He later worked in Rome, Bologna and Venice and spent his last years in France, at the home awarded him by Francis 1. Leonardo died at Clos Lucé, on May 2, 1519.
Aimed at the middle to upper luxury sector, it is being sold simultaneously as something different and something the same. There's the confidently traditional four-square slatted grille, and the familiar three-pointed icon. But gone are the boxed-in headlamp units that have dominated body styling for a generation. Mercedes has gone back to circular headlamps, so the auto design wheel turns another notch. We're looking at our cars afresh, Mercedes Benz is saying.
But is it true? Well, yes and no. The new 2.0-litre and 3.2-litre E-class cars use the same engines as the previous series, though revised ones are on the way. But the styling departs modestly, but significantly, from traditional Mercedes conservatism with those very distinctive headlamps; there's also a more undulating shapeliness to the areas around the boot and rear lights. The interior design has been brightened - indeed it is almost vivacious compared to the usual stolid, understated opulence. The headroom and legroom would make even a full complement of rugby prop forwards comfortable - thus solving a space problem present in the outgoing E-class models.
Mercedes is promoting this car as a mixture of a subtle rethink and an improved safety package, and it's certainly better kitted out, more spacious, more economical with fuel, and probably has marginally better protection than its very accomplished predecessors. But just how close to the popular conception of hushed Mercedes elegance the E-class comes does depend on which model you go for.
The E200 is the entry-level version, with the old four-cylinder engine design; if you drive it at all forcefully, the power unit emits an un- Merc-like sound of agitation as the revs rise. The solution here is to ascend several steps on your bank manager's anxiety scale, and go for the more silkily powerful but much more expensive six-cylinder engine. This one is also a little more thumpy over bad roads - the result of modifying the suspension to suit a more hustling driving style - but the gentle re-tune is noticeable in the immensely secure and very agile handling.
The new E-class isn't perfect in its cheaper forms, but it's undeniably very good, and up against middle-sector contenders from BMW and Audi that are no longer quite perfect either. A big factor in a Mercedes purchase, though, is the stability of the resale prices and consequent competitive pricing of leasing deals. The E-class is also beautiful to look at, as opposed to just self-satisfied - a very seductive change.
Itook birth in England.I am a red cork ball which is used in cricket. I am the one on which many great cricketers like Sachin Tendulkar,Vivian Richard,Adam gilchrist,Javed Miandad and Imran Khan have played on. The classic cover drives of Vivian Richar and great reverse swing of Wasim Akram which got all of the players bowled.I am the ball which is being used in all formats of cricket.I was also used on greats groung like theLords,MCG and Nelson Mendala stadium.
I am made by msny companies like kookobura,CA,nike,addidas,shield and power plus . Players like Razzaq and Afridi bang me out of ground and people gat hapiness.Some of them even catch them. I like to be used and be famous among people and cricketers.I am made from pure cork with sewn by big machines
I was born with cricket as its brother in England. Cricket cannot be played without me and i am very important. I am a strip between the cricket field and a wicket stands on both of my ends. I am 20.12 m long and 3 m wide. My surface is very flat with extremely short grass which is usually worn away from the ends, after the wickets. I can be very dangerous to some teams and can be very useful too, as the movement of the ball depends on my behavior. Some times batsman love me and bowler hates me and sometimes bowler loves me and batsman hates me. Some times it really hurts when batsman bangs the bat on my head and bowler throws the ball at me like a bullet. And sometimes I hurt the batsman with uneven bounce of the ball due to my behavior. Famous personalities have played on me and I feel very proud. I have many partners around the world where cricket is played and I feel very bad and cross when cricket lovers show there aggression by littering on me but I cant help it. Yes, I am a cricket Pitch.
Long ago I lived with my family and friends in a beautiful deep dark forest…Oh! what fun we had..The wind would whistle through our branches where birds built their nests.Squirrels hid their nuts in the holes in our barks,while small animals and snakes wound in and out at the base…But in the name of civilization,wood cutters came and began clearing the forest…They began at the outskirts..We could hear the screams of our friends and relatives..Soon it was our day..The lumbermen came and hacked at the base of our tree..for three long hours…after several hours of painful ordeal we fell down with a thump….the smaller branches were sent to the pencil factory, while the main trunk went to the saw mill to be made into furniture…I was the piece that went to the pencil factory. Here began the next stage of torture..They shaved out our outer skin, and I screamed in pain..But no one came to my rescue..Then they cut us into requisite pieces, and cleaved us into half..A piece of graphite was placed inside and we were sealed tight. Then came the most beautiful part…We were painted in different hues..Red black gold etc, and then in gold lettering they wrote:Apsara extra dark-HB I was feeling so proud of myself…. We were then packed in seperate boxes and sent to the wholesale and retail outlets..Tom came and bought me..But he was a cruel owner..He sharpened me with his newly bought cutter and I changed hands several times….I then came to you..You were a nice owner. So please dont throw me away…
I took birth in Italy,Europe. Enzo Ferrari is my grandfather. All that I know is that, the various parts of my body came not from one country but from several different lands,I am made from liquid hot metal into a sizzling solid sports car.
ReplyDeleteOil is my blood, Fuel is my soul, The cockpit is my brain and the engine is my heart.
I am mostly made of metal, alloys, several interior and exterior fittings. Its a great hard work to make me!
I drink different kinds of oil which I need to run. Oil is not only my drink but also my food. But I can live without it for days and years, if I do not have to run.
Men use me to move about. They sit inside by body. They have full control over me. They take me in any direction they like. Sometimes I have to run very fast and sometimes very slowly. Sometimes I have to run day and night.In short, I have no freedom. All my activities are controlled by man. This often makes me feel very sad indeed.
I'm a red Ferrari, the passion of Italy.
I am worth 0.2 million euros.
Hey! , friends. I am flower. I know I am very useful for you but I also have many difficulties in my own life. I always wish that I also get a chance to tell about my self, about my problems and how I feel about the world. I am also living thing but I can’t speak. Today when I get a chance so I will share my feelings and problems with you…
ReplyDeleteI am one of the rose flowers. There are seven colours of rose flower pink, red, yellow, black, orange, white and purple. I am almost famous in whole world. I sell in different cost due to currency of different counties. Mostly I am the favourites of people. My body parts are same as of different flower; just we are bit change only.
People use me in different things like making perfume, for decorations, beauty and e.t.c. People also consider me a flower of love. I am happy that I come in your use. But sometimes I hurt a lot. Like children break me from my plant harmfully, when animals come on me for their use so their legs hurt me, when people do not give me all the necessary things of my life and e.t.c.
However I feel proud when butterflies or other insects come on me to sit or I come in your use. I just want people to use me but also take care of me a lot.
Well my colour in red. The colour red is most famous colour of flower [rose] due to it is mostly use in the world.
I am also beautiful and pretty flower in all! :)
Long ago I lived with my family and friends in a beautiful deep dark forest…Oh! what fun we had..The wind would whistle through our branches where birds built their nests.Squirrels hid their nuts in the holes in our barks,while small animals and snakes wound in and out at the base…But in the name of civilization,wood cutters came and began clearing the forest…They began at the outskirts..We could hear the screams of our friends and relatives..Soon it was our day..The lumbermen came and hacked at the base of our tree..for three long hours…after several hours of painful ordeal we fell down with a thump….the smaller branches were sent to the pencil factory, while the main trunk went to the saw mill to be made into furniture…I was the piece that went to the pencil factory.
ReplyDeleteHere began the next stage of torture..They shaved out our outer skin, and I screamed in pain..But no one came to my rescue..Then they cut us into requisite pieces, and cleaved us into half..A piece of graphite was placed inside and we were sealed tight. Then came the most beautiful part…We were painted in different hues..Red black gold etc, and then in gold lettering they wrote:Apsara extra dark-HB I was feeling so proud of myself….
We were then packed in seperate boxes and sent to the wholesale and retail outlets.
hello everyone!i am book........There were times when I was popular. Well, not anymore. The advent of computer has deduced my usage. I am given importance only when I am part of the curriculum, where one uses me to the hilt. I enjoy the company of kids and love them as much as they love me. Why do they dislike me as they grow is something I cannot fathom. It’s sad that they even consider me obsolete. On a shelf in the library I become just a part of the collection, I yearn for someone to pick me up and read me. There is so much of information that I would love to share. I do sometimes adorn the shelves of the nouveau riche who take pride in exhibiting me, not knowing my worth. While there, if I am chanced upon by a book lover I count my lucky stars! At times, I am much spoken about by the media for reasons either good or bad. Falling a prey to being pilfered of my pages is a deed I detest, apart from hooligans using me as a weapon to give vent to their anger. Oh! how I look forward to regaining my days of glory!
ReplyDeleteI am a car Not just a super car that carries on the name of racing driver Pierre Veyron, who, while racing for the original Bugatti car manufacturer, won the 24 hours of Le Mans in 1939, Bugatti Veyron 16.4 is the second fastest car in the world and the most powerful, it can easily pass as a super hero`s car like Batman. It has the fastest acceleration speed, reaching 60 mph in 2.6 seconds.
ReplyDeleteEndowed with W16 engine-16 cylinders in 4 banks of 4 cylinders fed by four turbochargers, a dual-clutch DSG computer-controlled manual transmission, the Veyron has a length is 4462 mm (175.8 in) a wide of 1998 mm (78.7 in) and hight of 1206 mm (47.5 in). Counting a sum of 10 radiators, for the engine cooling system, for transmission oil, a heat exchanger for the air to liquid intercoolers, for engine oil etc., the car has a power to weight ratio of 529 bhp/tonne.If we talk about performance we are dazzled by this supercars power to reach 200 and 300 km/h (124 and 186 mph) in 7.3 and respectively 16.7 seconds, wining for herself the name of the quickest-accelerating production car in history. If we count the fact that the top speed of Bugatti Veyron is 253.2 miles per hour (407.5 km/h), a speed limited electronically to prevent tire damage (it can run even faster) we can understand why this spectacular car must consume 40.4 L/100 km (4.82 mpg) when it`s running at top speed and in city driving 24.1 L/100 km.
Bugatti veyron
Leonardo da Vinci (April 15, 1452 – May 2, 1519) an Italian Renaissance architect, musician, anatomist, inventor, engineer, sculptor, geometer, and painter has been described as a universal genius. Leonardo is famous for his masterly paintings, such as ''The Last Supper'' and ''Mona Lisa'' but he also hold record of most number of inventions by a single human being. He designed many inventions that anticipated modern technology, although few of these designs were constructed in his lifetime. In addition, he helped advance the study of anatomy, astronomy, and civil engineering.
ReplyDeleteLeonardo was educated in the studio of the renowned Florentine painter, Verrocchio. Much of his earlier working life was spent in the service of Ludovico il Moro in Milan. He later worked in Rome, Bologna and Venice and spent his last years in France, at the home awarded him by Francis 1. Leonardo died at Clos Lucé, on May 2, 1519.
Aimed at the middle to upper luxury sector, it is being sold simultaneously as something different and something the same. There's the confidently traditional four-square slatted grille, and the familiar three-pointed icon. But gone are the boxed-in headlamp units that have dominated body styling for a generation. Mercedes has gone back to circular headlamps, so the auto design wheel turns another notch. We're looking at our cars afresh, Mercedes Benz is saying.
ReplyDeleteBut is it true? Well, yes and no. The new 2.0-litre and 3.2-litre E-class cars use the same engines as the previous series, though revised ones are on the way. But the styling departs modestly, but significantly, from traditional Mercedes conservatism with those very distinctive headlamps; there's also a more undulating shapeliness to the areas around the boot and rear lights. The interior design has been brightened - indeed it is almost vivacious compared to the usual stolid, understated opulence. The headroom and legroom would make even a full complement of rugby prop forwards comfortable - thus solving a space problem present in the outgoing E-class models.
Mercedes is promoting this car as a mixture of a subtle rethink and an improved safety package, and it's certainly better kitted out, more spacious, more economical with fuel, and probably has marginally better protection than its very accomplished predecessors. But just how close to the popular conception of hushed Mercedes elegance the E-class comes does depend on which model you go for.
The E200 is the entry-level version, with the old four-cylinder engine design; if you drive it at all forcefully, the power unit emits an un- Merc-like sound of agitation as the revs rise. The solution here is to ascend several steps on your bank manager's anxiety scale, and go for the more silkily powerful but much more expensive six-cylinder engine. This one is also a little more thumpy over bad roads - the result of modifying the suspension to suit a more hustling driving style - but the gentle re-tune is noticeable in the immensely secure and very agile handling.
The new E-class isn't perfect in its cheaper forms, but it's undeniably very good, and up against middle-sector contenders from BMW and Audi that are no longer quite perfect either. A big factor in a Mercedes purchase, though, is the stability of the resale prices and consequent competitive pricing of leasing deals. The E-class is also beautiful to look at, as opposed to just self-satisfied - a very seductive change.
I'm new E-class Mercedes .
Itook birth in England.I am a red cork ball which is used in cricket. I am the one on which many great cricketers like Sachin Tendulkar,Vivian Richard,Adam gilchrist,Javed Miandad and Imran Khan have played on. The classic cover drives of Vivian Richar and great reverse swing of Wasim Akram which got all of the players bowled.I am the ball which is being used in all formats of cricket.I was also used on greats groung like theLords,MCG and Nelson Mendala stadium.
ReplyDeleteI am made by msny companies like kookobura,CA,nike,addidas,shield and power plus .
Players like Razzaq and Afridi bang me out of ground and people gat hapiness.Some of them even catch them.
I like to be used and be famous among people and cricketers.I am made from pure cork with sewn by big machines
I was born with cricket as its brother in England. Cricket cannot be played without me and i am very important. I am a strip between the cricket field and a wicket stands on both of my ends. I am 20.12 m long and 3 m wide. My surface is very flat with extremely short grass which is usually worn away from the ends, after the wickets. I can be very dangerous to some teams and can be very useful too, as the movement of the ball depends on my behavior. Some times batsman love me and bowler hates me and sometimes bowler loves me and batsman hates me. Some times it really hurts when batsman bangs the bat on my head and bowler throws the ball at me like a bullet. And sometimes I hurt the batsman with uneven bounce of the ball due to my behavior. Famous personalities have played on me and I feel very proud. I have many partners around the world where cricket is played and I feel very bad and cross when cricket lovers show there aggression by littering on me but I cant help it. Yes, I am a cricket Pitch.
ReplyDeleteLong ago I lived with my family and friends in a beautiful deep dark forest…Oh! what fun we had..The wind would whistle through our branches where birds built their nests.Squirrels hid their nuts in the holes in our barks,while small animals and snakes wound in and out at the base…But in the name of civilization,wood cutters came and began clearing the forest…They began at the outskirts..We could hear the screams of our friends and relatives..Soon it was our day..The lumbermen came and hacked at the base of our tree..for three long hours…after several hours of painful ordeal we fell down with a thump….the smaller branches were sent to the pencil factory, while the main trunk went to the saw mill to be made into furniture…I was the piece that went to the pencil factory.
ReplyDeleteHere began the next stage of torture..They shaved out our outer skin, and I screamed in pain..But no one came to my rescue..Then they cut us into requisite pieces, and cleaved us into half..A piece of graphite was placed inside and we were sealed tight. Then came the most beautiful part…We were painted in different hues..Red black gold etc, and then in gold lettering they wrote:Apsara extra dark-HB I was feeling so proud of myself….
We were then packed in seperate boxes and sent to the wholesale and retail outlets..Tom came and bought me..But he was a cruel owner..He sharpened me with his newly bought cutter and I changed hands several times….I then came to you..You were a nice owner. So please dont throw me away…
BY MAHEEN NADEEM