KIRAN QUEZ ACADEMY PART-24
Link : - https://kiranquizacademy.blogspot.com/2020/08/kiran-quez-academy-part-24.html
Very often, sitting in front of my computer, I ask myself: Why do I write these little awkward stories? Who is going to read them? Do I make fun of myself? Why do I write them in a language that I don't know well? I remember reading something about Chinese language and what I found out was that if someone in China knew 2000 "bushes" (this is my description of Chinese letters-words), he or she was considered to be an intelligent person.
I don't know how many English words I know, I have never counted them, but if I know less than 2000, I could be dumb. Once I had a tutor and I wanted to impress her with my vocabulary but after my show off she quit teaching me. It appeared that probably I knew 2001 words and she probably felt intimidated with her 2000 English words. So maybe I am an intelligent individual after all.
I didn't write stories in my native language. It never occurred to me that I would be able to do so, but I remember writing at school on a subject I didn't know too much about. My teacher looked with a surprise painted on her face at the amount of words I had used to describe a simple matter and said: "You have written a lot! But this is not a subject I had asked you to write about". I didn't receive a high mark for that "story". Another time another teacher wanted to check my knowledge about the gun's parts and because I wasn't quite sure I knew the answer I was talking about the parts of a shell.
"You are not giving me the right answer," he interrupted my stream of words.
"Oh, I am sorry," I said and I started to talk again about the shell. While I was talking my eyes were glued to his face and it was showing a sign of impatience.
"I asked you about a gun not a shell," he interrupted me for the second time.
"Yeah, I know, but I am talking about a weapon," I said.
"You know what?" he said. "You don't know the answer to my question so I presume you didn't prepare yourself for this lesson. Sit down. But because you showed me some intelligence I am going to give you C minus."
When I came to this country my head was full of thoughts and ideas and I wanted to share them with anybody who was willing to listen to me. At the beginning it was difficult to do so because my vocabulary wasn't as "rich" as it is now; I didn't cross the barrier of 2000 words back then. What's more, it seemed that people weren't interested in hearing what I wanted to say. But I was determined to find a way to make them to listen to me. I had to be heard because there were a lot of things that people here were taking for granted without noticing what a foreigner would see and feel. How many of them really knew how it was to go to another country and start their life from the scratch? Did they see themselves in this kind of situation and what would they do, how would they behave?
Sometimes people lose almost everything in a course of unexpected events in life: fires, tornadoes, hurricanes, floods... But they are at home. They have family, friends, acquaintances...
At some point in my life I was sucked up by some kind of a twister and thrown on a ground far away from the place where I used to live. The only things that I was able to grab with me for that unexpected journey were two suitcases filled up with my personal belongings and two hundred and fifty dollars in my wallet.
The adventure of another "Robinson Crusoe" began. I think that almost everybody read Daniel Defoe's book; I read it a few times. It was so interesting that I didn't even have time to eat properly. And when I finished reading it for the first time I started to read it again.
Although I don't claim to be Daniel Defoe I thought that it would be interesting to write about my meeting with a big unknown. I thought that people, if they don't want to listen to me, would find a few minutes to read about my adventures in a jungle of new life.
Finding someone in a world of publishing who would be interested in running my stories wasn't an easy task but after a few attempts I was able to convince one of the local papers to give me a chance. After all I was proving to the world that persistence pays off.
Once when I was watching TV and I heard Tom Brokaw talking about education in this country. It was shocking to me to find out that there were 30 million illiterate people in America. When I was leaving Poland the population of my country was more or less 30 million. Even if I closed my eyes I couldn't imagine that anybody in my country wasn't able to read and write.
That number was overwhelming and it gave me one more reason to get a pen and write. Of course I make mistakes, who doesn't. But I am learning, what I keep repeating in my stories. I am learning not only how to express my thoughts in English language but also how to live in a country where this language is spoken. So everything is English to me now.
Thanks to websites like this one I am heard. I found friends who "listen" to me, give me advice, encourage and ask questions. They are like teachers to me and I hope that at last I am REALLY talking about something I know. And I hope that after using 1006 words to write this story they will give me at least C plus.
ðŊ *āŠ§ોāŠ°āŠĢ-10*
ðŊ *āŠŠ્āŠ°āŠāаāŠĢ āŠĻં:- 1.āŠાāŠ°āŠĪāŠĻો āŠĩાāŠ°āŠļો.*
✍ðŧ *āŠાāŠ°āŠĪāŠĻા āŠāŠŊા āŠŠ્āŠ°ાāŠીāŠĻ āŠ્āŠ°ંāŠĨāŠŪાં āŠાāŠ°āŠĪ āŠŪાāŠે 'āŠાāŠ°āŠĪāŠĩāŠ°્āŠ·' āŠĻાāŠŪ āŠāŠŠāŠĩાāŠŪાં āŠāŠĩ્āŠŊું āŠે ?*
A.āŠķીāŠĩāŠŠુāŠ°ાāŠĢ
B.āŠĩાāŠŊુāŠŠુāŠ°ાāŠĢ
*C.āŠĩિāŠ·્āŠĢુāŠŠુāŠ°ાāŠĢ* ✔
D.āŠŽ્āŠ°āŠđ્āŠŪāŠŠુāŠ°ાāŠĢ
✍ðŧ *āŠાāŠ°āŠĪીāŠŊ āŠļંāŠļ્āŠૃāŠĪિāŠŪાં āŠķેāŠĻો āŠ āŠĻુāŠāŠĩ āŠŠ્āŠ°ાāŠŠ્āŠĪ āŠĨાāŠŊ āŠે ?*
A.āŠĩāŠļુāŠ§ૈāŠĩ āŠુāŠુāŠŪ્āŠŽāŠĻો
B.āŠļુāŠāŠēાāŠŪ્,āŠļુāŠŦāŠēાāŠŪ્ āŠĻો
C.āŠļāŠĪ્,āŠ āŠļāŠĪ્ āŠ āŠĻે āŠāа્āŠŪāŠĻો
*D.āŠļāŠĪ્,āŠિāŠĪ્ āŠ āŠĻે āŠāŠĻંāŠĶāŠĻો*✔
✍ðŧ *āŠŠ્āŠ°āŠૃāŠĪિ āŠļાāŠĨેāŠĻો āŠāŠŠāŠĢો āŠĩ્āŠŊāŠĩāŠđાāŠ° āŠķ્āŠ°āŠĶ્āŠ°ાāŠŠૂāŠ°્āŠĩāŠ āŠđોāŠĩાāŠĻાં āŠāŠĶાāŠđāŠ°āŠĢો āŠķેāŠŪાંāŠĨી āŠŪāŠģે āŠે ?*
A.āŠĩેāŠĶāŠ્āŠ°ંāŠĨોāŠŪાંāŠĨી
B.āŠāŠŠāŠĻિāŠ·āŠĶોāŠŪાંāŠĨી
C.āŠ°ાāŠŪાāŠŊāŠĢ āŠ āŠĻે āŠŪāŠđાāŠાāŠ°āŠĪāŠŪાંāŠĨી
*D.āŠŠંāŠāŠĪંāŠĪ્āŠ°āŠĻી āŠĩાāŠ°્āŠĪાāŠ āŠ āŠĻે āŠŽૌāŠĶ્āŠ§ āŠ§āŠ°્āŠŪāŠĻી āŠાāŠĪāŠ āŠāŠĨાāŠāŠŪાંāŠĨી* ✔
✍ðŧ *āŠાāŠ°āŠĪીāŠŊ āŠļંāŠļ્āŠૃāŠĪિ āŠāŠ āŠĻāŠĶીāŠāŠĻા āŠિāŠĻાāŠ°ે āŠĩિāŠāŠļી āŠđāŠĪી ?*
A.āŠļિંāŠ§ુ āŠ āŠĻે āŠેāŠēāŠŪ
B.āŠļિંāŠ§ુ āŠ āŠĻે āŠŽિāŠŊાāŠļ
C.āŠļāŠĪāŠēુāŠ āŠ āŠĻે āŠ°ાāŠĩી
*D.āŠļિંāŠ§ુ āŠ āŠĻે āŠ°ાāŠĩી*✔
✍ðŧ *āŠાāŠ°āŠĪીāŠŊ āŠļંāŠļ્āŠૃāŠĪિāŠŪાં.......*
A.āŠēીāŠŪāŠĄો,āŠંāŠŽો āŠ āŠĻે āŠāŠļોāŠŠાāŠēāŠĩāŠĻે āŠŠāŠĩિāŠĪ્āŠ° āŠāŠĢāŠĩાāŠŪાં āŠāŠĩે āŠે.
*B.āŠŠીāŠŠāŠģો,āŠĩāŠĄ āŠ āŠĻે āŠĪુāŠēāŠļીāŠĻે āŠŠāŠĩિāŠĪ્āŠ° āŠāŠĢીāŠĻે āŠŠૂāŠāŠĩાāŠŪાં āŠāŠĩે āŠે.* ✔
C.āŠŪāŠđુāŠĄો,āŠીāŠāŠĄો āŠ āŠĻે āŠāŠļોāŠŠાāŠēāŠĩāŠĻે āŠŠāŠĩિāŠĪ્āŠ° āŠāŠĢāŠĩાāŠŪાં āŠāŠĩે āŠે.
D.āŠāŠŠāŠ°āŠĻાં āŠĩૃāŠ્āŠ·ો āŠŠૈāŠી āŠāŠેāŠŊ āŠĩૃāŠ્āŠ· āŠŠāŠĩિāŠĪ્āŠ° āŠāŠĢાāŠĪું āŠĻāŠĨી.
✍ðŧ *āŠાāŠ°āŠĪીāŠŊ āŠŠ્āŠ°āŠાāŠીāŠĩāŠĻāŠĻે āŠļāŠŪુāŠĶ્āŠ§ āŠŽāŠĻાāŠĩāŠĩાāŠŪાં āŠļૌāŠĨી āŠŪોāŠો āŠŦાāŠģો āŠોāŠĻો āŠે ?*
A.āŠŠāŠ°્āŠĩāŠĪોāŠĻો
*B.āŠĻāŠĶીāŠāŠĻો* ✔
C.āŠĩāŠĻāŠļ્āŠŠāŠĪિāŠĻો
D.āŠĩāŠĻ્āŠŊāŠીāŠĩāŠĻāŠĻો
✍ðŧ *āŠāŠēોāŠ°ાāŠĻી āŠુāŠŦાāŠ āŠāŠŊા āŠ°ાāŠાāŠāŠĻા āŠļāŠŪāŠŊāŠŪાં āŠĪૈāŠŊાāŠ° āŠĨāŠ āŠđāŠĪી ?*
A.āŠļાāŠĪāŠĩાāŠđāŠĻ
*B.āŠ°ાāŠ·્āŠ્āŠ°āŠૂāŠ* ✔
C.āŠŠāŠē્āŠēāŠĩ
D.āŠļોāŠēંāŠી
✍ðŧ *āŠŊોāŠ્āŠŊ āŠોāŠĄāŠા āŠોāŠĄો.*
A.āŠāŠĩāŠĻાāŠĨāŠĻો āŠŪેāŠģો 1.āŠાāŠĶāŠ°āŠĩા āŠļુāŠĶ 4āŠĨી 6
B.āŠĪāŠ°āŠĢેāŠĪāŠ°āŠĻો āŠŪેāŠģો 2.āŠૈāŠĪ્āŠ° āŠļુāŠĶ 9āŠĨી 13
C.āŠĩૌāŠ ાāŠĻો āŠŪેāŠģો 3.āŠાāŠ°āŠĪāŠ āŠļુāŠĶ āŠŠૂāŠĻāŠŪ
D.āŠŪાāŠ§āŠĩāŠŠુāŠ°āŠĻો āŠŪેāŠģો 4.āŠŪāŠđાāŠĩāŠĶ 9āŠĨી 12
*A.A-4,B-1,C-3,D-2* ✔
B.B-1,C-2,D-3,A-4
C.C-3,D-4,A-2,B-1
D.D-2,A-1,B-3,C-4
✍ðŧ *āŠાંāŠુāŠ°િāŠŊાāŠĻો āŠŪેāŠģો āŠāŠŊા āŠļ્āŠĨāŠģે āŠāаાāŠŊ āŠે ?*
A.āŠēીāŠŪāŠેāŠĄા
B.āŠોāŠાāŠāŠĶેāŠŠુāŠ°
C.āŠāŠĩાંāŠ
*D.B āŠ āŠĻે C āŠŽāŠĻ્āŠĻે*✔
✍ðŧ *āŠેāŠāŠēાāŠ āŠāŠĪિāŠđાāŠļāŠાāŠ°ોāŠĻા āŠŪāŠĪે āŠāŠ āŠŠ્āŠ°āŠા āŠાāŠ°āŠĪāŠĻી āŠļૌāŠĨી āŠŠ્āŠ°ાāŠીāŠĻ āŠĻિāŠĩાāŠļી āŠે ?*
*A.āŠĻેāŠ્āŠ°ીāŠો(āŠđāŠŽāŠļી)*
B.āŠāŠļ્āŠ્āŠ°ેāŠēૉāŠāŠĄ(āŠĻિāŠ·ાāŠĶ)
C.āŠŪોંāŠાāŠēોāŠāŠĄ(āŠિāŠ°ાāŠĪ)
D.āŠāа્āŠŊો(āŠĻોāŠ°્āŠĄિāŠ)
✍ðŧ *āŠાāŠ°āŠĪāŠŪાં āŠāŠļ્āŠ્āŠ°ેāŠēૉāŠāŠĄ āŠŠ્āŠ°āŠા āŠ્āŠŊાંāŠĨી āŠāŠĩી āŠđāŠĪી ?*
A.āŠŪāŠ§્āŠŊ āŠāŠķિāŠŊાāŠŪાંāŠĨી
*B.āŠ āŠ્āŠĻિ āŠāŠķિāŠŊાāŠŪાંāŠĨી* ✔
C.āŠĶāŠ્āŠ·િāŠĢ āŠāŠķિāŠŊાāŠŪાંāŠĨી
D.āŠāŠĪ્āŠĪāŠ°-āŠŠāŠķ્āŠĩિāŠŪ āŠāŠķિāŠŊાāŠŪાંāŠĨી
✍ðŧ *āŠાāŠ°āŠĪીāŠŊ āŠļંāŠļ્āŠૃāŠĪિ āŠ āŠĻે āŠļāŠ્āŠŊāŠĪાāŠĻા āŠĩિāŠાāŠļāŠŪાં āŠāŠ āŠŠ્āŠ°āŠાāŠĻો āŠŦાāŠģો āŠĩિāŠķિāŠ·્āŠ āŠે ?*
A.āŠĻેāŠ્āŠ°ીāŠો
B.āŠāа્āŠŪેāŠĻૉāŠāŠĄ
*C.āŠāŠļ્āŠ્āŠ°ેāŠēોāŠāŠĄ* ✔
D.āŠŪોંāŠોāŠēૉāŠāŠĄ
✍ðŧ *āŠ°ંāŠે āŠķ્āŠŊાāŠŪ,4āŠĨી 5 āŠŦૂāŠ āŠંāŠી āŠ āŠĻે āŠĩાંāŠāŠĄિāŠŊા āŠĩાāŠģ āŠ§āŠ°ાāŠĩāŠĪી āŠે āŠŠ્āŠ°āŠા āŠŠ્āŠ°ાāŠીāŠĻ āŠાāŠ°āŠĪāŠŪાં āŠāŠĩી āŠđāŠĪી āŠĪે ........*
A.āŠŪોંāŠેāŠēૉāŠāŠĄ(āŠિāŠ°ાāŠĪ) āŠŠ્āŠ°āŠા āŠđāŠĪી.
B.āŠāŠļ્āŠ્āŠ°ેāŠēૉāŠāŠĄ (āŠĻિāŠ·ાāŠĶ) āŠŠ્āŠ°āŠા āŠđāŠĪી.
C.āŠāа્āŠŪેāŠĻૉāŠāŠĄ āŠŠ્āŠ°āŠા āŠđāŠĪી.
*D.āŠĻેāŠ્āŠ°ીāŠો āŠ āŠĨāŠĩા āŠĻીāŠ્āŠ°ો(āŠđāŠŽāŠļીāŠ)āŠŠ્āŠ°āŠા āŠđāŠĪી.*✔
✍ðŧ *āŠાāŠ°āŠĪāŠĻી āŠāŠ āŠŠ્āŠ°āŠાāŠŪાં āŠŪાāŠĪૃāŠŠ્āŠ°āŠ§ાāŠĻ āŠુāŠુંāŠŽāŠŠ્āŠ°āŠĨા āŠŠ્āŠ°āŠāŠēિāŠĪ āŠđāŠĪી ?*
*A.āŠĶ્āŠ°āŠĩિāŠĄોāŠŪાં* ✔
B.āŠĄિāŠĻાāŠ°િāŠોāŠŪાં
C.āŠāа્āŠŊોāŠŪાં
D.āŠāŠļ્āŠ્āŠ°ેāŠēૉāŠāŠĄāŠŪાં
✍ðŧ *āŠાāŠ°āŠĪીāŠŊ āŠļંāŠļ્āŠૃāŠĪિāŠĻું āŠĩિāŠķિāŠ·્āŠ āŠēāŠ્āŠ·āŠĢ āŠāŠŊું āŠે ?*
A.āŠŽિāŠĻāŠļાંāŠŠ્āŠ°āŠĶાāŠŊિāŠāŠĪા
*B.āŠāЧ્āŠŊાāŠĪ્āŠŪિāŠāŠĪા* ✔
C.āŠļાāŠ્āŠ·āŠ°āŠĪા
D.āŠāЧુāŠĻિāŠāŠĪા
✍ðŧ *āŠŠાāŠ·ાāŠĢāŠŊુāŠāŠĻી āŠļંāŠļ્āŠૃāŠĪિāŠĻા āŠļીāŠ§ા āŠĩાāŠ°āŠļāŠĶાāŠ° āŠોāŠĢ āŠāŠĢાāŠŊ āŠે ?*
A.āŠાāŠ°āŠĪીāŠŊ āŠāа્āŠŊો
B.āŠિāŠ°ાāŠĪ āŠēોāŠો
*C.āŠĶ્āŠ°āŠĩિāŠĄીāŠŊāŠĻ* ✔
D.āŠĻોāŠ°્āŠĄિāŠ āŠēોāŠો
✍ðŧ *āŠĶ્āŠ°āŠĩિāŠĄāŠુāŠģāŠĻી āŠાāŠ·ાāŠāŠŪાં āŠĻીāŠેāŠĻાāŠŪાંāŠĨી āŠāŠ āŠાāŠ·ાāŠĻો āŠļāŠŪાāŠĩેāŠķ āŠĻ āŠāаી āŠķāŠાāŠŊ ?*
A.āŠĪેāŠēુāŠુ
B.āŠĪેāŠēુāŠુ
C.āŠāŠĻ્āŠĻāŠĄ
*D.āŠļંāŠļ્āŠૃāŠĪ*✔
✍ðŧ *āŠāŠŊું āŠļ્āŠĨાāŠŠāŠĪ્āŠŊ "āŠ āŠŪāŠĶાāŠĩાāŠĶāŠĻા āŠ°āŠĪ્āŠĻ" āŠĪāŠ°ીāŠે āŠŠ્āŠ°āŠ્āŠŊાāŠĪ āŠે ?*
A.āŠļીāŠĶી āŠļૈāŠŊāŠĶāŠĻી āŠાāŠģી
B.āŠĶાāŠĶાāŠđāŠ°િāŠĻી āŠĩાāŠĩ
C.āŠૂāŠēāŠĪા āŠŪિāŠĻાāŠ°ા
*D.āŠ°ાāŠĢી āŠļિāŠŠ્āŠ°ીāŠĻી āŠŪāŠļ્āŠિāŠĶ*✔
✍ðŧ *āŠāŠ āŠŠ્āŠ°āŠા 'āŠિāŠ°ાāŠĪ' āŠĪāŠ°ીāŠે āŠāŠģāŠાāŠĪી ?*
A.āŠ āŠē્āŠŠાāŠāŠĻ
*B.āŠŪોંāŠોāŠēૉāŠāŠĄ* ✔
C.āŠāа્āŠŪેāŠĻૉāŠāŠĄ
D.āŠāŠļ્āŠ્āŠ°ેāŠēૉāŠāŠĄ
✍ðŧ *āŠĶ્āŠ°āŠĩિāŠĄો āŠાāŠ°āŠĪāŠŪાં āŠāŠĩીāŠĻે āŠĩāŠļ્āŠŊા āŠĪે āŠŠāŠđેāŠēાં āŠેāŠāŠēી āŠિāŠĻ્āŠĻ āŠિāŠĻ્āŠĻ āŠŠ્āŠ°āŠા āŠાāŠ°āŠĪāŠŪાં āŠ°āŠđેāŠĪી āŠđāŠĪી ?*
A.āŠાāŠ°
B.āŠŠાંāŠ
*C.āŠ* ✔
D.āŠĪ્āŠ°āŠĢ
✍ðŧ *āŠાāŠ°āŠĪāŠŪાં āŠāŠĩેāŠēી āŠāŠ āŠĪ્āŠ°āŠĢ āŠાāŠĪિāŠ āŠāŠāŠļāŠŪાāŠĻ āŠૌāŠĪિāŠ āŠુāŠĢો āŠ§āŠ°ાāŠĩે āŠે ?*
A.āŠ āŠē્āŠŠાāŠāŠĻ,āŠĄિāŠĻાāŠ°િāŠ,āŠŪોંāŠોāŠēૉāŠāŠĄ
B.āŠĄિāŠĻાāŠ°િāŠ,āŠāа્āŠŪેāŠĻૉāŠāŠĄ,āŠāŠļ્āŠ્āŠ°ેāŠēૉāŠāŠĄ
C.āŠŪોંāŠોāŠēૉāŠāŠĄ,āŠ āŠē્āŠŠાāŠāŠĻ,āŠāа્āŠŪેāŠĻૉāŠāŠĄ
*D.āŠ āŠē્āŠŠાāŠāŠĻ,āŠĄિāŠĻાāŠ°િāŠ,āŠāа્āŠŪેāŠĻૉāŠāŠĄ*✔
✍ðŧ *āŠ āŠē્āŠŠાāŠāŠĻ,āŠĄિāŠĻાāŠ°િāŠ āŠ āŠĻે āŠāа્āŠŪેāŠĻૉāŠāŠĄ āŠŠ્āŠ°āŠા āŠ્āŠŊાંāŠĨી āŠāŠĩી āŠđāŠĪી ?*
A.āŠ āŠ્āŠĻિ āŠāŠķિāŠŊાāŠŪાંāŠĨી
*B.āŠŪāŠ§્āŠŊ āŠāŠķિāŠŊાāŠŪાંāŠĨી* ✔
C.āŠāŠĪ્āŠĪāŠ°-āŠŠāŠķ્āŠĩિāŠŪ āŠāŠķિāŠŊાāŠŪાāŠĨી
D.āŠĶāŠ્āŠ·િāŠĢ āŠāŠķિāŠŊાāŠŪાં
✍ðŧ *āŠāŠĪ્āŠĪāŠ° āŠĩૈāŠĶિāŠāŠાāŠģāŠŪાં āŠāа્āŠŊāŠĩāŠ°્āŠĪāŠĻો āŠĶāŠ્āŠ·િāŠĢāŠŪાં āŠ્āŠŊાં āŠļુāŠ§ી āŠĩિāŠļ્āŠĪાāŠ° āŠĨāŠŊો āŠđāŠĪો ?*
A.āŠĻીāŠēāŠિāŠ°િ āŠŠāŠ°્āŠĩāŠĪ āŠļુāŠ§ી
B.āŠાāŠ°્āŠĄેāŠŪāŠŪ āŠેāŠāаીāŠ āŠļુāŠ§ી
*C.āŠĩિંāŠ§્āŠŊાāŠāŠģ āŠļુāŠ§ી* ✔
D.āŠાāŠļી āŠેāŠāаીāŠ āŠļુāŠ§ી
✍ðŧ *āŠāа્āŠŊો āŠāŠ āŠŠ્āŠ°āŠાāŠĻે 'āŠĻિāŠ·ાāŠĶ' āŠāŠđેāŠĪા āŠđāŠĪા ?*
A.āŠŪોંāŠોāŠēૉāŠāŠĄāŠĻે
B.āŠāа્āŠŪેāŠĻૉāŠāŠĄāŠĻે
C.āŠĻેāŠ્āŠ°ીāŠોāŠĻે
*D.āŠāŠļ્āŠ્āŠ°ેāŠēૉāŠāŠĄāŠĻે*✔
✍ðŧ *āŠ§ૂāŠŠ,āŠĶીāŠŠ āŠ āŠĻે āŠāаāŠĪીāŠĨી āŠŠૂāŠા āŠāаāŠĩાāŠĻી āŠŠāŠ°ંāŠŠāŠ°ા āŠોāŠĢે āŠĩિāŠāŠļાāŠĩી āŠđāŠĪી ?*
A.āŠુāŠ·ોāŠĢોāŠ
B.āŠĻેāŠ્āŠ°ીāŠોāŠ
C.āŠĻિāŠ·ાāŠĶોāŠ
*D.āŠĶ્āŠ°āŠĩિāŠĄોāŠ*✔
✍ðŧ *āŠāŠ āŠŠ્āŠ°āŠા āŠŪાāŠીāŠĻાં āŠĩાāŠļāŠĢો āŠŽāŠĻાāŠĩāŠĩાં,āŠેāŠĪી āŠāаāŠĩી,āŠļુāŠĪāŠ°ાāŠ āŠાāŠŠāŠĄāŠĻું āŠĩāŠĢાāŠāŠાāŠŪ āŠāаāŠĩું āŠĩāŠેāŠ°ે āŠેāŠĩાં āŠેāŠāŠēાંāŠ āŠૌāŠķāŠē્āŠŊો āŠŪાāŠે āŠાāŠĢીāŠĪા āŠđāŠĪાં ?*
A.āŠĻેāŠ્āŠ°ીāŠો
*B.āŠāŠļ્āŠ્āŠ°ેāŠēોāŠāŠĄ(āŠĻિāŠ·ાāŠĶ)* ✔
C.āŠ āŠē્āŠŠાāŠāŠĻ
D.āŠāа્āŠŪેāŠĻોāŠāŠĄ
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