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Here i discuss about the Novel ' The Potrait of a Lady' by Khushwant Singh. In this novel writer talked about grandmother, he talk about his grandmother. Let's discuss this. He says that his grandmother is like any buddies grandmother, he's grandmother is an old woman. She had been old and wrinkled for the twenty years that he had known her. People said that she had once being young and pretty and Had even had a husband, but that was hard to believe. His grandmothers portrayed hung about the masterpiece in the drawing room. He wore of big turbine and loose fitting cloths. He's long white beard coward the best part of his chest and he looked at least 100 years old. He did not look the sort of person who would have a wife for children. He looked at as if he could only have loads and loads of grandchildren. As for my grandmother being young and pretty, the toward was almost three more thing. She over and order the games she used to play as its child. The seemed quite absurd the undignified on part and we treated it like the symbols of the profits she used to tell us.She had always mean short and fat and slightly vent. Her face was a criss cross of wrinkles running from everywhere to everywhere No we were certain she had always been as we had known her. Old terrible old that she could not have grown older, and hell stay get the same age for 20 years. She could never helping pretty. But she would always beautiful. See hobbled the about house in the spotless white with one hand resting on harvest to balance hardship and the other telling the beads of the Rosary.Her silver rocks were scattered untidily over her pale puckered face, and her lips constantly moved in inaudible prayer. Yet she was beautiful. She was like winter landscape in the mountains, and example of pure white serenity breathing peace and contentment. he talked about his grand mother. It is a reminiscent of his grandmother.
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