hatimhussain
Banned
- Joined
- Dec 11, 2006
- Member Type
- Student or Learner
- Native Language
- Urdu
- Home Country
- Pakistan
- Current Location
- Pakistan
Please correct me in terms of grammar and vocabulary. It is just for writing practice.
It turned out to be a horrible day yesterday for me as all went wrong since morning. First, the rusty and dilapidated tap of my bathroom broke down and the streaming water oozed out of the hole which had showed up because of the broken tap. The gushing water spread all over the bathroom which rapidly got into a pool and in no time, it brimmed out of the four inches cemented fence fixed on the entrance of the bathroom and entered the adjacent dining room. I rushed towards the balcony to shut down the main valve fitted there to prevent water from entering the dining room adjoining the bathroom, but unfortunately my effort failed. The gushing water had already seeped through my precious Iranian carpet and almost soaked it which I had laid a couple of weeks ago. Later, I called the plumber to do the repairing job.
During that turmoil I had phoned my boss twice to inform him about the problem and also to be late to attend my office; however, in response, I could easily sense the reluctance of my boss in believing my account. Bluntly, he instructed me to get to the office as soon as possible. I humbly acknowledged.
The violent shaking of my tummy kept reminding me that I had not eaten anything since last night. I shoveled in few toasts and donned my crinkled clothes since I had no time to iron them; Wasting no time, I immediately left my house. As someone very rightly said “Troubles don't come alone, they like to arrive in groups”, and it was exactly what had been happening to me that day; To my horror, despite rigorous efforts my motorcycle won’t start. Tired of trying to kick-start it my leg got numb.
Dejectedly, I gave up and decided to take it to the nearby mechanic shop. The mechanic, like me, tried hard to get it going and finally found the plug being faulty and replaced it with new one. I, hurriedly started the motorcycle but to my dismay I had hardly traveled a kilometer or so, it stopped again. Cursing my fate, I again found myself busy to kick-start it but it won’t budge. Thinking what could be the problem, I nonchalantly checked its fuel tank. Shockingly, it was drained. Not forgetting to praise my wisdom that worked timely, I dragged my motorcycle now in search of a fuel pump and at last found it after about fifteen minutes of dragging. I was appallingly sweating under the scorching sun.
During all this nuisance, my boss called me twice to inquire where I was. Summarizing my agony, I meekly assured him that I was not far from the office. I had no doubt in my mind that my boss even after reprimanding me would not let me leave office till I have disposed of all the files to recompense the time lapsed during the day. That exactly what happened when I got there. A pile of files was waiting for me on the table to work on. Trying to forget the day’s miseries I lowered my head to deal with those files to avoid the tirade from my boss, the next day.
It turned out to be a horrible day yesterday for me as all went wrong since morning. First, the rusty and dilapidated tap of my bathroom broke down and the streaming water oozed out of the hole which had showed up because of the broken tap. The gushing water spread all over the bathroom which rapidly got into a pool and in no time, it brimmed out of the four inches cemented fence fixed on the entrance of the bathroom and entered the adjacent dining room. I rushed towards the balcony to shut down the main valve fitted there to prevent water from entering the dining room adjoining the bathroom, but unfortunately my effort failed. The gushing water had already seeped through my precious Iranian carpet and almost soaked it which I had laid a couple of weeks ago. Later, I called the plumber to do the repairing job.
During that turmoil I had phoned my boss twice to inform him about the problem and also to be late to attend my office; however, in response, I could easily sense the reluctance of my boss in believing my account. Bluntly, he instructed me to get to the office as soon as possible. I humbly acknowledged.
The violent shaking of my tummy kept reminding me that I had not eaten anything since last night. I shoveled in few toasts and donned my crinkled clothes since I had no time to iron them; Wasting no time, I immediately left my house. As someone very rightly said “Troubles don't come alone, they like to arrive in groups”, and it was exactly what had been happening to me that day; To my horror, despite rigorous efforts my motorcycle won’t start. Tired of trying to kick-start it my leg got numb.
Dejectedly, I gave up and decided to take it to the nearby mechanic shop. The mechanic, like me, tried hard to get it going and finally found the plug being faulty and replaced it with new one. I, hurriedly started the motorcycle but to my dismay I had hardly traveled a kilometer or so, it stopped again. Cursing my fate, I again found myself busy to kick-start it but it won’t budge. Thinking what could be the problem, I nonchalantly checked its fuel tank. Shockingly, it was drained. Not forgetting to praise my wisdom that worked timely, I dragged my motorcycle now in search of a fuel pump and at last found it after about fifteen minutes of dragging. I was appallingly sweating under the scorching sun.
During all this nuisance, my boss called me twice to inquire where I was. Summarizing my agony, I meekly assured him that I was not far from the office. I had no doubt in my mind that my boss even after reprimanding me would not let me leave office till I have disposed of all the files to recompense the time lapsed during the day. That exactly what happened when I got there. A pile of files was waiting for me on the table to work on. Trying to forget the day’s miseries I lowered my head to deal with those files to avoid the tirade from my boss, the next day.
