English I End Term: 30 April 2023, Set QPF1-S1 (January 2023 term)

Read the following passage and answer the given subquestions.
She lived in the graveyard like a tree. At dawn she saw the crows off and welcomed the bats home. At dusk she did the opposite. Between shifts she conferred with the ghosts of vultures that loomed in her high branches. She felt the gentle grip of their talons like an ache in an amputated limb. She gathered they weren’t altogether unhappy at having excused themselves and exited from the story.
When she first moved in, she ____ months of casual cruelty like a tree would – without flinching. She didn’t turn to see which small boy had thrown a stone at her, didn’t crane her neck to read the insults scratched into her bark. When people called her names – clown without a circus, queen without a palace – she let the hurt blow through her branches like a breeze and used the music of her rustling leaves as balm to ease the pain.
It was only after Ziauddin, the blind imam who had once led the prayers in the Fatehpuri Masjid, befriended her and began to visit her that the neighbourhood decided it was time to leave her in peace.
Long ago a man who knew English told her that her name written backwards (in English) spelled Majnu. In the English version of the story of Laila and Majnu, he said, Majnu was called Romeo and Laila was Juliet. She found that hilarious. ‘You mean I’ve made a khichdi of their story?’ she asked. ‘What will they do when they find that Laila may actually be Majnu and Romi was really Juli?’ The next time he saw her, the Man Who Knew English said he’d made a mistake. Her name spelled backwards would be Mujna, which wasn’t a name and meant nothing at all. To this she said, ‘It doesn’t matter. I’m all of them, I’m Romi and Juli, I’m Laila and Majnu. And Mujna, why not? Who says my name is Anjum? I’m not Anjum, I’m Anjuman. I’m a mehfil, I’m a gathering. Of everybody and nobody, of everything and nothing. Is there anyone else you would like to invite? Everyone’s invited.’
The Man Who Knew English said it was clever of her to come up with that one. He said he’d never have thought of it himself. She said, ‘How could you have, with your standard of Urdu? What d’you think? English makes you clever automatically?’
He laughed. She laughed at his laugh. They shared a filter cigarette. He complained that Wills Navy Cut cigarettes were short and stumpy and simply not worth the price. She said she preferred them any day to Four Square or the very manly Red &White.
She didn’t remember his name now. Perhaps she never knew it. He was long gone, the Man Who Knew English, to wherever he ___ to go. And she was living in the graveyard behind the government hospital. For company she had her steel Godrej almirah in which she kept her music – scratched records and tapes – an old harmonium, her clothes, jewellery, her father’s poetry books, her photo albums and a few press clippings that had survived the fire at the Khwabgah. She hung the key around her neck on a black thread along with her bent silver toothpick. She slept on a threadbare Persian carpet that she locked up in the day and unrolled between two graves at night (as a private joke, never the same two on consecutive nights). She still smoked. Still Navy Cut. Source: The Ministry of Utmost Happiness, Arundathi Roy

Choose an appropriate replacement for the phrase 'dark shadows'.

Read the following passage and answer the given subquestions.
She lived in the graveyard like a tree. At dawn she saw the crows off and welcomed the bats home. At dusk she did the opposite. Between shifts she conferred with the ghosts of vultures that loomed in her high branches. She felt the gentle grip of their talons like an ache in an amputated limb. She gathered they weren’t altogether unhappy at having excused themselves and exited from the story.
When she first moved in, she ____ months of casual cruelty like a tree would – without flinching. She didn’t turn to see which small boy had thrown a stone at her, didn’t crane her neck to read the insults scratched into her bark. When people called her names – clown without a circus, queen without a palace – she let the hurt blow through her branches like a breeze and used the music of her rustling leaves as balm to ease the pain.
It was only after Ziauddin, the blind imam who had once led the prayers in the Fatehpuri Masjid, befriended her and began to visit her that the neighbourhood decided it was time to leave her in peace.
Long ago a man who knew English told her that her name written backwards (in English) spelled Majnu. In the English version of the story of Laila and Majnu, he said, Majnu was called Romeo and Laila was Juliet. She found that hilarious. ‘You mean I’ve made a khichdi of their story?’ she asked. ‘What will they do when they find that Laila may actually be Majnu and Romi was really Juli?’ The next time he saw her, the Man Who Knew English said he’d made a mistake. Her name spelled backwards would be Mujna, which wasn’t a name and meant nothing at all. To this she said, ‘It doesn’t matter. I’m all of them, I’m Romi and Juli, I’m Laila and Majnu. And Mujna, why not? Who says my name is Anjum? I’m not Anjum, I’m Anjuman. I’m a mehfil, I’m a gathering. Of everybody and nobody, of everything and nothing. Is there anyone else you would like to invite? Everyone’s invited.’
The Man Who Knew English said it was clever of her to come up with that one. He said he’d never have thought of it himself. She said, ‘How could you have, with your standard of Urdu? What d’you think? English makes you clever automatically?’
He laughed. She laughed at his laugh. They shared a filter cigarette. He complained that Wills Navy Cut cigarettes were short and stumpy and simply not worth the price. She said she preferred them any day to Four Square or the very manly Red &White.
She didn’t remember his name now. Perhaps she never knew it. He was long gone, the Man Who Knew English, to wherever he ___ to go. And she was living in the graveyard behind the government hospital. For company she had her steel Godrej almirah in which she kept her music – scratched records and tapes – an old harmonium, her clothes, jewellery, her father’s poetry books, her photo albums and a few press clippings that had survived the fire at the Khwabgah. She hung the key around her neck on a black thread along with her bent silver toothpick. She slept on a threadbare Persian carpet that she locked up in the day and unrolled between two graves at night (as a private joke, never the same two on consecutive nights). She still smoked. Still Navy Cut. Source: The Ministry of Utmost Happiness, Arundathi Roy

Choose an appropriate replacement for the word talon.

Read the following passage and answer the given subquestions.
She lived in the graveyard like a tree. At dawn she saw the crows off and welcomed the bats home. At dusk she did the opposite. Between shifts she conferred with the ghosts of vultures that loomed in her high branches. She felt the gentle grip of their talons like an ache in an amputated limb. She gathered they weren’t altogether unhappy at having excused themselves and exited from the story.
When she first moved in, she ____ months of casual cruelty like a tree would – without flinching. She didn’t turn to see which small boy had thrown a stone at her, didn’t crane her neck to read the insults scratched into her bark. When people called her names – clown without a circus, queen without a palace – she let the hurt blow through her branches like a breeze and used the music of her rustling leaves as balm to ease the pain.
It was only after Ziauddin, the blind imam who had once led the prayers in the Fatehpuri Masjid, befriended her and began to visit her that the neighbourhood decided it was time to leave her in peace.
Long ago a man who knew English told her that her name written backwards (in English) spelled Majnu. In the English version of the story of Laila and Majnu, he said, Majnu was called Romeo and Laila was Juliet. She found that hilarious. ‘You mean I’ve made a khichdi of their story?’ she asked. ‘What will they do when they find that Laila may actually be Majnu and Romi was really Juli?’ The next time he saw her, the Man Who Knew English said he’d made a mistake. Her name spelled backwards would be Mujna, which wasn’t a name and meant nothing at all. To this she said, ‘It doesn’t matter. I’m all of them, I’m Romi and Juli, I’m Laila and Majnu. And Mujna, why not? Who says my name is Anjum? I’m not Anjum, I’m Anjuman. I’m a mehfil, I’m a gathering. Of everybody and nobody, of everything and nothing. Is there anyone else you would like to invite? Everyone’s invited.’
The Man Who Knew English said it was clever of her to come up with that one. He said he’d never have thought of it himself. She said, ‘How could you have, with your standard of Urdu? What d’you think? English makes you clever automatically?’
He laughed. She laughed at his laugh. They shared a filter cigarette. He complained that Wills Navy Cut cigarettes were short and stumpy and simply not worth the price. She said she preferred them any day to Four Square or the very manly Red &White.
She didn’t remember his name now. Perhaps she never knew it. He was long gone, the Man Who Knew English, to wherever he ___ to go. And she was living in the graveyard behind the government hospital. For company she had her steel Godrej almirah in which she kept her music – scratched records and tapes – an old harmonium, her clothes, jewellery, her father’s poetry books, her photo albums and a few press clippings that had survived the fire at the Khwabgah. She hung the key around her neck on a black thread along with her bent silver toothpick. She slept on a threadbare Persian carpet that she locked up in the day and unrolled between two graves at night (as a private joke, never the same two on consecutive nights). She still smoked. Still Navy Cut. Source: The Ministry of Utmost Happiness, Arundathi Roy

Choose an appropriate word to fill the blank in the given passage.

Read the following passage and answer the given subquestions.
She lived in the graveyard like a tree. At dawn she saw the crows off and welcomed the bats home. At dusk she did the opposite. Between shifts she conferred with the ghosts of vultures that loomed in her high branches. She felt the gentle grip of their talons like an ache in an amputated limb. She gathered they weren’t altogether unhappy at having excused themselves and exited from the story.
When she first moved in, she ____ months of casual cruelty like a tree would – without flinching. She didn’t turn to see which small boy had thrown a stone at her, didn’t crane her neck to read the insults scratched into her bark. When people called her names – clown without a circus, queen without a palace – she let the hurt blow through her branches like a breeze and used the music of her rustling leaves as balm to ease the pain.
It was only after Ziauddin, the blind imam who had once led the prayers in the Fatehpuri Masjid, befriended her and began to visit her that the neighbourhood decided it was time to leave her in peace.
Long ago a man who knew English told her that her name written backwards (in English) spelled Majnu. In the English version of the story of Laila and Majnu, he said, Majnu was called Romeo and Laila was Juliet. She found that hilarious. ‘You mean I’ve made a khichdi of their story?’ she asked. ‘What will they do when they find that Laila may actually be Majnu and Romi was really Juli?’ The next time he saw her, the Man Who Knew English said he’d made a mistake. Her name spelled backwards would be Mujna, which wasn’t a name and meant nothing at all. To this she said, ‘It doesn’t matter. I’m all of them, I’m Romi and Juli, I’m Laila and Majnu. And Mujna, why not? Who says my name is Anjum? I’m not Anjum, I’m Anjuman. I’m a mehfil, I’m a gathering. Of everybody and nobody, of everything and nothing. Is there anyone else you would like to invite? Everyone’s invited.’
The Man Who Knew English said it was clever of her to come up with that one. He said he’d never have thought of it himself. She said, ‘How could you have, with your standard of Urdu? What d’you think? English makes you clever automatically?’
He laughed. She laughed at his laugh. They shared a filter cigarette. He complained that Wills Navy Cut cigarettes were short and stumpy and simply not worth the price. She said she preferred them any day to Four Square or the very manly Red &White.
She didn’t remember his name now. Perhaps she never knew it. He was long gone, the Man Who Knew English, to wherever he ___ to go. And she was living in the graveyard behind the government hospital. For company she had her steel Godrej almirah in which she kept her music – scratched records and tapes – an old harmonium, her clothes, jewellery, her father’s poetry books, her photo albums and a few press clippings that had survived the fire at the Khwabgah. She hung the key around her neck on a black thread along with her bent silver toothpick. She slept on a threadbare Persian carpet that she locked up in the day and unrolled between two graves at night (as a private joke, never the same two on consecutive nights). She still smoked. Still Navy Cut. Source: The Ministry of Utmost Happiness, Arundathi Roy

Which option among the following is NOT mentioned in the passage?

Read the following passage and answer the given subquestions.
She lived in the graveyard like a tree. At dawn she saw the crows off and welcomed the bats home. At dusk she did the opposite. Between shifts she conferred with the ghosts of vultures that loomed in her high branches. She felt the gentle grip of their talons like an ache in an amputated limb. She gathered they weren’t altogether unhappy at having excused themselves and exited from the story.
When she first moved in, she ____ months of casual cruelty like a tree would – without flinching. She didn’t turn to see which small boy had thrown a stone at her, didn’t crane her neck to read the insults scratched into her bark. When people called her names – clown without a circus, queen without a palace – she let the hurt blow through her branches like a breeze and used the music of her rustling leaves as balm to ease the pain.
It was only after Ziauddin, the blind imam who had once led the prayers in the Fatehpuri Masjid, befriended her and began to visit her that the neighbourhood decided it was time to leave her in peace.
Long ago a man who knew English told her that her name written backwards (in English) spelled Majnu. In the English version of the story of Laila and Majnu, he said, Majnu was called Romeo and Laila was Juliet. She found that hilarious. ‘You mean I’ve made a khichdi of their story?’ she asked. ‘What will they do when they find that Laila may actually be Majnu and Romi was really Juli?’ The next time he saw her, the Man Who Knew English said he’d made a mistake. Her name spelled backwards would be Mujna, which wasn’t a name and meant nothing at all. To this she said, ‘It doesn’t matter. I’m all of them, I’m Romi and Juli, I’m Laila and Majnu. And Mujna, why not? Who says my name is Anjum? I’m not Anjum, I’m Anjuman. I’m a mehfil, I’m a gathering. Of everybody and nobody, of everything and nothing. Is there anyone else you would like to invite? Everyone’s invited.’
The Man Who Knew English said it was clever of her to come up with that one. He said he’d never have thought of it himself. She said, ‘How could you have, with your standard of Urdu? What d’you think? English makes you clever automatically?’
He laughed. She laughed at his laugh. They shared a filter cigarette. He complained that Wills Navy Cut cigarettes were short and stumpy and simply not worth the price. She said she preferred them any day to Four Square or the very manly Red &White.
She didn’t remember his name now. Perhaps she never knew it. He was long gone, the Man Who Knew English, to wherever he ___ to go. And she was living in the graveyard behind the government hospital. For company she had her steel Godrej almirah in which she kept her music – scratched records and tapes – an old harmonium, her clothes, jewellery, her father’s poetry books, her photo albums and a few press clippings that had survived the fire at the Khwabgah. She hung the key around her neck on a black thread along with her bent silver toothpick. She slept on a threadbare Persian carpet that she locked up in the day and unrolled between two graves at night (as a private joke, never the same two on consecutive nights). She still smoked. Still Navy Cut. Source: The Ministry of Utmost Happiness, Arundathi Roy

Choose an appropriate replacement for the word stumpy.

Read the following passage and answer the given subquestions.
She lived in the graveyard like a tree. At dawn she saw the crows off and welcomed the bats home. At dusk she did the opposite. Between shifts she conferred with the ghosts of vultures that loomed in her high branches. She felt the gentle grip of their talons like an ache in an amputated limb. She gathered they weren’t altogether unhappy at having excused themselves and exited from the story.
When she first moved in, she ____ months of casual cruelty like a tree would – without flinching. She didn’t turn to see which small boy had thrown a stone at her, didn’t crane her neck to read the insults scratched into her bark. When people called her names – clown without a circus, queen without a palace – she let the hurt blow through her branches like a breeze and used the music of her rustling leaves as balm to ease the pain.
It was only after Ziauddin, the blind imam who had once led the prayers in the Fatehpuri Masjid, befriended her and began to visit her that the neighbourhood decided it was time to leave her in peace.
Long ago a man who knew English told her that her name written backwards (in English) spelled Majnu. In the English version of the story of Laila and Majnu, he said, Majnu was called Romeo and Laila was Juliet. She found that hilarious. ‘You mean I’ve made a khichdi of their story?’ she asked. ‘What will they do when they find that Laila may actually be Majnu and Romi was really Juli?’ The next time he saw her, the Man Who Knew English said he’d made a mistake. Her name spelled backwards would be Mujna, which wasn’t a name and meant nothing at all. To this she said, ‘It doesn’t matter. I’m all of them, I’m Romi and Juli, I’m Laila and Majnu. And Mujna, why not? Who says my name is Anjum? I’m not Anjum, I’m Anjuman. I’m a mehfil, I’m a gathering. Of everybody and nobody, of everything and nothing. Is there anyone else you would like to invite? Everyone’s invited.’
The Man Who Knew English said it was clever of her to come up with that one. He said he’d never have thought of it himself. She said, ‘How could you have, with your standard of Urdu? What d’you think? English makes you clever automatically?’
He laughed. She laughed at his laugh. They shared a filter cigarette. He complained that Wills Navy Cut cigarettes were short and stumpy and simply not worth the price. She said she preferred them any day to Four Square or the very manly Red &White.
She didn’t remember his name now. Perhaps she never knew it. He was long gone, the Man Who Knew English, to wherever he ___ to go. And she was living in the graveyard behind the government hospital. For company she had her steel Godrej almirah in which she kept her music – scratched records and tapes – an old harmonium, her clothes, jewellery, her father’s poetry books, her photo albums and a few press clippings that had survived the fire at the Khwabgah. She hung the key around her neck on a black thread along with her bent silver toothpick. She slept on a threadbare Persian carpet that she locked up in the day and unrolled between two graves at night (as a private joke, never the same two on consecutive nights). She still smoked. Still Navy Cut. Source: The Ministry of Utmost Happiness, Arundathi Roy

He was long gone, the Man Who Knew English, to wherever he ________ to go.

Read the following passage and answer the given subquestions.
She lived in the graveyard like a tree. At dawn she saw the crows off and welcomed the bats home. At dusk she did the opposite. Between shifts she conferred with the ghosts of vultures that loomed in her high branches. She felt the gentle grip of their talons like an ache in an amputated limb. She gathered they weren’t altogether unhappy at having excused themselves and exited from the story.
When she first moved in, she ____ months of casual cruelty like a tree would – without flinching. She didn’t turn to see which small boy had thrown a stone at her, didn’t crane her neck to read the insults scratched into her bark. When people called her names – clown without a circus, queen without a palace – she let the hurt blow through her branches like a breeze and used the music of her rustling leaves as balm to ease the pain.
It was only after Ziauddin, the blind imam who had once led the prayers in the Fatehpuri Masjid, befriended her and began to visit her that the neighbourhood decided it was time to leave her in peace.
Long ago a man who knew English told her that her name written backwards (in English) spelled Majnu. In the English version of the story of Laila and Majnu, he said, Majnu was called Romeo and Laila was Juliet. She found that hilarious. ‘You mean I’ve made a khichdi of their story?’ she asked. ‘What will they do when they find that Laila may actually be Majnu and Romi was really Juli?’ The next time he saw her, the Man Who Knew English said he’d made a mistake. Her name spelled backwards would be Mujna, which wasn’t a name and meant nothing at all. To this she said, ‘It doesn’t matter. I’m all of them, I’m Romi and Juli, I’m Laila and Majnu. And Mujna, why not? Who says my name is Anjum? I’m not Anjum, I’m Anjuman. I’m a mehfil, I’m a gathering. Of everybody and nobody, of everything and nothing. Is there anyone else you would like to invite? Everyone’s invited.’
The Man Who Knew English said it was clever of her to come up with that one. He said he’d never have thought of it himself. She said, ‘How could you have, with your standard of Urdu? What d’you think? English makes you clever automatically?’
He laughed. She laughed at his laugh. They shared a filter cigarette. He complained that Wills Navy Cut cigarettes were short and stumpy and simply not worth the price. She said she preferred them any day to Four Square or the very manly Red &White.
She didn’t remember his name now. Perhaps she never knew it. He was long gone, the Man Who Knew English, to wherever he ___ to go. And she was living in the graveyard behind the government hospital. For company she had her steel Godrej almirah in which she kept her music – scratched records and tapes – an old harmonium, her clothes, jewellery, her father’s poetry books, her photo albums and a few press clippings that had survived the fire at the Khwabgah. She hung the key around her neck on a black thread along with her bent silver toothpick. She slept on a threadbare Persian carpet that she locked up in the day and unrolled between two graves at night (as a private joke, never the same two on consecutive nights). She still smoked. Still Navy Cut. Source: The Ministry of Utmost Happiness, Arundathi Roy

Choose an appropriate replacement for the word threadbare.

Read the following passage and answer the given subquestions.
She lived in the graveyard like a tree. At dawn she saw the crows off and welcomed the bats home. At dusk she did the opposite. Between shifts she conferred with the ghosts of vultures that loomed in her high branches. She felt the gentle grip of their talons like an ache in an amputated limb. She gathered they weren’t altogether unhappy at having excused themselves and exited from the story.
When she first moved in, she ____ months of casual cruelty like a tree would – without flinching. She didn’t turn to see which small boy had thrown a stone at her, didn’t crane her neck to read the insults scratched into her bark. When people called her names – clown without a circus, queen without a palace – she let the hurt blow through her branches like a breeze and used the music of her rustling leaves as balm to ease the pain.
It was only after Ziauddin, the blind imam who had once led the prayers in the Fatehpuri Masjid, befriended her and began to visit her that the neighbourhood decided it was time to leave her in peace.
Long ago a man who knew English told her that her name written backwards (in English) spelled Majnu. In the English version of the story of Laila and Majnu, he said, Majnu was called Romeo and Laila was Juliet. She found that hilarious. ‘You mean I’ve made a khichdi of their story?’ she asked. ‘What will they do when they find that Laila may actually be Majnu and Romi was really Juli?’ The next time he saw her, the Man Who Knew English said he’d made a mistake. Her name spelled backwards would be Mujna, which wasn’t a name and meant nothing at all. To this she said, ‘It doesn’t matter. I’m all of them, I’m Romi and Juli, I’m Laila and Majnu. And Mujna, why not? Who says my name is Anjum? I’m not Anjum, I’m Anjuman. I’m a mehfil, I’m a gathering. Of everybody and nobody, of everything and nothing. Is there anyone else you would like to invite? Everyone’s invited.’
The Man Who Knew English said it was clever of her to come up with that one. He said he’d never have thought of it himself. She said, ‘How could you have, with your standard of Urdu? What d’you think? English makes you clever automatically?’
He laughed. She laughed at his laugh. They shared a filter cigarette. He complained that Wills Navy Cut cigarettes were short and stumpy and simply not worth the price. She said she preferred them any day to Four Square or the very manly Red &White.
She didn’t remember his name now. Perhaps she never knew it. He was long gone, the Man Who Knew English, to wherever he ___ to go. And she was living in the graveyard behind the government hospital. For company she had her steel Godrej almirah in which she kept her music – scratched records and tapes – an old harmonium, her clothes, jewellery, her father’s poetry books, her photo albums and a few press clippings that had survived the fire at the Khwabgah. She hung the key around her neck on a black thread along with her bent silver toothpick. She slept on a threadbare Persian carpet that she locked up in the day and unrolled between two graves at night (as a private joke, never the same two on consecutive nights). She still smoked. Still Navy Cut. Source: The Ministry of Utmost Happiness, Arundathi Roy

Choose an appropriate replacement for the word confer in the context of the given passage.

Read the following passage and answer the given subquestions.
She lived in the graveyard like a tree. At dawn she saw the crows off and welcomed the bats home. At dusk she did the opposite. Between shifts she conferred with the ghosts of vultures that loomed in her high branches. She felt the gentle grip of their talons like an ache in an amputated limb. She gathered they weren’t altogether unhappy at having excused themselves and exited from the story.
When she first moved in, she ____ months of casual cruelty like a tree would – without flinching. She didn’t turn to see which small boy had thrown a stone at her, didn’t crane her neck to read the insults scratched into her bark. When people called her names – clown without a circus, queen without a palace – she let the hurt blow through her branches like a breeze and used the music of her rustling leaves as balm to ease the pain.
It was only after Ziauddin, the blind imam who had once led the prayers in the Fatehpuri Masjid, befriended her and began to visit her that the neighbourhood decided it was time to leave her in peace.
Long ago a man who knew English told her that her name written backwards (in English) spelled Majnu. In the English version of the story of Laila and Majnu, he said, Majnu was called Romeo and Laila was Juliet. She found that hilarious. ‘You mean I’ve made a khichdi of their story?’ she asked. ‘What will they do when they find that Laila may actually be Majnu and Romi was really Juli?’ The next time he saw her, the Man Who Knew English said he’d made a mistake. Her name spelled backwards would be Mujna, which wasn’t a name and meant nothing at all. To this she said, ‘It doesn’t matter. I’m all of them, I’m Romi and Juli, I’m Laila and Majnu. And Mujna, why not? Who says my name is Anjum? I’m not Anjum, I’m Anjuman. I’m a mehfil, I’m a gathering. Of everybody and nobody, of everything and nothing. Is there anyone else you would like to invite? Everyone’s invited.’
The Man Who Knew English said it was clever of her to come up with that one. He said he’d never have thought of it himself. She said, ‘How could you have, with your standard of Urdu? What d’you think? English makes you clever automatically?’
He laughed. She laughed at his laugh. They shared a filter cigarette. He complained that Wills Navy Cut cigarettes were short and stumpy and simply not worth the price. She said she preferred them any day to Four Square or the very manly Red &White.
She didn’t remember his name now. Perhaps she never knew it. He was long gone, the Man Who Knew English, to wherever he ___ to go. And she was living in the graveyard behind the government hospital. For company she had her steel Godrej almirah in which she kept her music – scratched records and tapes – an old harmonium, her clothes, jewellery, her father’s poetry books, her photo albums and a few press clippings that had survived the fire at the Khwabgah. She hung the key around her neck on a black thread along with her bent silver toothpick. She slept on a threadbare Persian carpet that she locked up in the day and unrolled between two graves at night (as a private joke, never the same two on consecutive nights). She still smoked. Still Navy Cut. Source: The Ministry of Utmost Happiness, Arundathi Roy

Choose an appropriate replacement for the word rustling.

Read the following passage and answer the given subquestions.
She lived in the graveyard like a tree. At dawn she saw the crows off and welcomed the bats home. At dusk she did the opposite. Between shifts she conferred with the ghosts of vultures that loomed in her high branches. She felt the gentle grip of their talons like an ache in an amputated limb. She gathered they weren’t altogether unhappy at having excused themselves and exited from the story.
When she first moved in, she ____ months of casual cruelty like a tree would – without flinching. She didn’t turn to see which small boy had thrown a stone at her, didn’t crane her neck to read the insults scratched into her bark. When people called her names – clown without a circus, queen without a palace – she let the hurt blow through her branches like a breeze and used the music of her rustling leaves as balm to ease the pain.
It was only after Ziauddin, the blind imam who had once led the prayers in the Fatehpuri Masjid, befriended her and began to visit her that the neighbourhood decided it was time to leave her in peace.
Long ago a man who knew English told her that her name written backwards (in English) spelled Majnu. In the English version of the story of Laila and Majnu, he said, Majnu was called Romeo and Laila was Juliet. She found that hilarious. ‘You mean I’ve made a khichdi of their story?’ she asked. ‘What will they do when they find that Laila may actually be Majnu and Romi was really Juli?’ The next time he saw her, the Man Who Knew English said he’d made a mistake. Her name spelled backwards would be Mujna, which wasn’t a name and meant nothing at all. To this she said, ‘It doesn’t matter. I’m all of them, I’m Romi and Juli, I’m Laila and Majnu. And Mujna, why not? Who says my name is Anjum? I’m not Anjum, I’m Anjuman. I’m a mehfil, I’m a gathering. Of everybody and nobody, of everything and nothing. Is there anyone else you would like to invite? Everyone’s invited.’
The Man Who Knew English said it was clever of her to come up with that one. He said he’d never have thought of it himself. She said, ‘How could you have, with your standard of Urdu? What d’you think? English makes you clever automatically?’
He laughed. She laughed at his laugh. They shared a filter cigarette. He complained that Wills Navy Cut cigarettes were short and stumpy and simply not worth the price. She said she preferred them any day to Four Square or the very manly Red &White.
She didn’t remember his name now. Perhaps she never knew it. He was long gone, the Man Who Knew English, to wherever he ___ to go. And she was living in the graveyard behind the government hospital. For company she had her steel Godrej almirah in which she kept her music – scratched records and tapes – an old harmonium, her clothes, jewellery, her father’s poetry books, her photo albums and a few press clippings that had survived the fire at the Khwabgah. She hung the key around her neck on a black thread along with her bent silver toothpick. She slept on a threadbare Persian carpet that she locked up in the day and unrolled between two graves at night (as a private joke, never the same two on consecutive nights). She still smoked. Still Navy Cut. Source: The Ministry of Utmost Happiness, Arundathi Roy

Choose an appropriate replacement for the word amputated.

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Winning at least one of each of the following entertainment awards, the Emmy, the Grammy, the Oscars, and the Tony, is called _______.

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The number of days in which Wolfgang Schwerk completed the self-transcendence race in New York is _______________.

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The Ironman triathlon involves __________, _______________, and _____________.

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If you completed running a marathon, how many miles would you have run?

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How many miles does an athlete race on a bicycle in the Ironman triathlon?

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Which among the following is NOT a possible synonym of the word transcendence?

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Which among the following is a synonym of the word achievement?

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The total number of human beings who have won at least one of each of Emmy, Grammy, Oscar, and Tony awards in competitive categories is _______.

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How many syllables are there in the word competitive?

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Which syllable is stressed in the word category?

Read the following telephone conversation and answer the given subquestions : Passenger: Hello!
RPS Enquiry: RPS Enquiry. (i) __________
Caller: Sir! I wanted to transport three medium-sized packages to Chennai.
RPS Enquiry: Could you be more specific? What kind of products do you want to transport? (There is no response from the other side.)
Caller: Hello! (ii) ____________
(The call gets disconnected.)
Caller: Hello! Sir, I called a few seconds ago. The call was (iii) __________
RPS Enquiry: Alright. Freight charges would depend upon the kind of product you want to transport, the size of the packaged box, the weight in Kg, and of course, the distance. Caller: May I get the details of the fare?
RPS Enquiry: I think your network has issues. (iv) ____________
Caller: Sorry! Sir. I would like to know the approximate amount to be paid.
RPS Enquiry: Please register on the RPS website. Fill in the specifications of the products and the package dimensions. Use the virtual calculator in the website to calculate the approximate charges.
Caller: Alright. Thanks a lot.

Complete blank (i) with an appropriate response.

Read the following telephone conversation and answer the given subquestions : Passenger: Hello!
RPS Enquiry: RPS Enquiry. (i) __________
Caller: Sir! I wanted to transport three medium-sized packages to Chennai.
RPS Enquiry: Could you be more specific? What kind of products do you want to transport? (There is no response from the other side.)
Caller: Hello! (ii) ____________
(The call gets disconnected.)
Caller: Hello! Sir, I called a few seconds ago. The call was (iii) __________
RPS Enquiry: Alright. Freight charges would depend upon the kind of product you want to transport, the size of the packaged box, the weight in Kg, and of course, the distance. Caller: May I get the details of the fare?
RPS Enquiry: I think your network has issues. (iv) ____________
Caller: Sorry! Sir. I would like to know the approximate amount to be paid.
RPS Enquiry: Please register on the RPS website. Fill in the specifications of the products and the package dimensions. Use the virtual calculator in the website to calculate the approximate charges.
Caller: Alright. Thanks a lot.

Complete blank (ii) with an appropriate response.

Read the following telephone conversation and answer the given subquestions : Passenger: Hello!
RPS Enquiry: RPS Enquiry. (i) __________
Caller: Sir! I wanted to transport three medium-sized packages to Chennai.
RPS Enquiry: Could you be more specific? What kind of products do you want to transport? (There is no response from the other side.)
Caller: Hello! (ii) ____________
(The call gets disconnected.)
Caller: Hello! Sir, I called a few seconds ago. The call was (iii) __________
RPS Enquiry: Alright. Freight charges would depend upon the kind of product you want to transport, the size of the packaged box, the weight in Kg, and of course, the distance. Caller: May I get the details of the fare?
RPS Enquiry: I think your network has issues. (iv) ____________
Caller: Sorry! Sir. I would like to know the approximate amount to be paid.
RPS Enquiry: Please register on the RPS website. Fill in the specifications of the products and the package dimensions. Use the virtual calculator in the website to calculate the approximate charges.
Caller: Alright. Thanks a lot.

Complete blank (iii) with an appropriate response.

Read the following telephone conversation and answer the given subquestions : Passenger: Hello!
RPS Enquiry: RPS Enquiry. (i) __________
Caller: Sir! I wanted to transport three medium-sized packages to Chennai.
RPS Enquiry: Could you be more specific? What kind of products do you want to transport? (There is no response from the other side.)
Caller: Hello! (ii) ____________
(The call gets disconnected.)
Caller: Hello! Sir, I called a few seconds ago. The call was (iii) __________
RPS Enquiry: Alright. Freight charges would depend upon the kind of product you want to transport, the size of the packaged box, the weight in Kg, and of course, the distance. Caller: May I get the details of the fare?
RPS Enquiry: I think your network has issues. (iv) ____________
Caller: Sorry! Sir. I would like to know the approximate amount to be paid.
RPS Enquiry: Please register on the RPS website. Fill in the specifications of the products and the package dimensions. Use the virtual calculator in the website to calculate the approximate charges.
Caller: Alright. Thanks a lot.

Complete blank (iv) with an appropriate response.

Read the following telephone conversation and answer the given subquestions : Passenger: Hello!
RPS Enquiry: RPS Enquiry. (i) __________
Caller: Sir! I wanted to transport three medium-sized packages to Chennai.
RPS Enquiry: Could you be more specific? What kind of products do you want to transport? (There is no response from the other side.)
Caller: Hello! (ii) ____________
(The call gets disconnected.)
Caller: Hello! Sir, I called a few seconds ago. The call was (iii) __________
RPS Enquiry: Alright. Freight charges would depend upon the kind of product you want to transport, the size of the packaged box, the weight in Kg, and of course, the distance. Caller: May I get the details of the fare?
RPS Enquiry: I think your network has issues. (iv) ____________
Caller: Sorry! Sir. I would like to know the approximate amount to be paid.
RPS Enquiry: Please register on the RPS website. Fill in the specifications of the products and the package dimensions. Use the virtual calculator in the website to calculate the approximate charges.
Caller: Alright. Thanks a lot.

What does the expression ‘cut off’ mean in telephone conversation?

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The word teenager is stressed on the _______ syllable.

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The word because is stressed on the _______ syllable.

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Identify the number of syllables in the word magazine.

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The vowel in the first syllable of the word provide is ______.

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Choose the appropriate pauses for the following sentence as you hear in the audio:
I saw her on the cover of this magazine and then I just looked up her number in the phone book in the white pages because that is how you did back in the year 2000 and I gave her a call and she said she was on the other line but she would call me back

Match Column A with suitable options in Column B. (Hint: Word Collocation)

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Land ____________.

Match Column A with suitable options in Column B. (Hint: Word Collocation)

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Moral ___________.

Match Column A with suitable options in Column B. (Hint: Word Collocation)

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Final ____________.

Match Column A with suitable options in Column B. (Hint: Word Collocation)

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Weather __________.

Match Column A with suitable options in Column B. (Hint: Word Collocation)

Based on the above data, answer the given subquestions.

Unanimous ___________.

Indian English has retroflex sounds. This statement is

Choose the word with short /u/ sound from the following.

Spot the error (if any) in the following sentence:
I have not never been to Canada.

‘They cook dinner together’ is a grammatically correct sentence where there is subject-verb agreement.

Identify the part of speech of the underlined word.
She studies every night.

Choose the appropriate adverb using the hint given:
Sheila met her friends _________.( time)

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Anjana is away at the moment. She’s______ holiday in Italy.

Heera _____ his parents are well-educated.

Fill in the blank with the appropriate option.
My father _________ in a wheelchair.

" I wasn't present in the last meeting. Today, I was out of loop and lost. " The phrase ‘out of loop’ means

"If you have missed the lectures, you have to catch up to do well in the exams.” The meaning of the phrasal verb ‘catch up’ is______________.

Fill in the blank with the appropriate option.
There is not much time left. I __________ start packing for the trip.

Choose an appropriate prefix that gives the antonym of ‘honest’.

Choose the correct option.
________ you finished your work?

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I will try my best to spot you. What ________ wearing?

Choose the correct option.
Where _______ the watchmen gone?

Subject-verb agreement is not essential to language.

The word limitation is stressed as ______.

In the plural noun challenges, the plural marker sounds as ________.

Which of the following has an aspirated stop?

Identify the grammatically correct sentence from the options given.

Identify the grammatically correct sentence from the options given.

Identify the grammatically correct sentence from the options given.

How would you go? ________plane?

_________education I got at school was excellent.

What are you talking _________?

Money burns a hole in one’s pocket refers to:

The situation at my office with my boss is ________.

Either Sana or Maitreyi __________at the party.

The consonant cluster in the word jump is an instance of _________.