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Yet my memory is still sweet with the first white jasmines

that I held in my hands when I was a child.

Many a glad day has come in my life,

and I have laughed with merry makers on festival nights.

On grey mornings of rain
I have crooned many an idle song.

I have worn round my neck the evening wreath of

Bakulas woven by the hand of love.

Yet my heart is sweet with the memory of the first fresh jasmines

that filled my hands when I was a child.

—Rabindranath Tagore

glad—happy; merry makers—lively, cheerfully; crooned—sang in a low voice;
wreath—arrangement of flowers in a ring.

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ASSESS YOURSELF

Let's Read and Reflect Comprehension

A. Tick (3) the correct option.

1. The poet remembers the day when .

a. he first held white jasmines in his hands
b. he saw the nature c. he saw the autumn sunsets

2. The poet held the white jasmines for the first time when .

a. he grew up b. he was a child
c. he attended ceremonies

3. ‘Many a glad days’ stands for :

a. times when the days felt happy
b. times when the poet felt happy

c. times when many people were glad

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