As I rode on my scooter in the busy circle of Varanasi, in front of BHU gate, I saw that there was some commotion.
That circle is always crowded with all sorts things that create chaos, making hapless daily commuters do some acrobatics with their vehicles.
Someone on a motorcycle applied breaks and an auto- rickshaw hit the number plate of that motorcycle breaking it into two equal parts. Everything stopped.
'Who is that?' the owner of the motorcycle barked.
Mine was the nearest vehicle to him and that is why, I saw the rage in his eyes clearly.
'Pay for the damage' he roared at the rickshaw owner and the poor man put hands in his trouser pocket and gestured that it was empty.
The motorcycle rider climbed down from his bike, walked towards the rickshaw and held his victim's collar.
The poor guy's eyes filled with tears and he apologized repeatedly.
Ultimately the motorcycle rider showed some mercy and let him go.
Driving on busy Indian road may amuse some, but not me.
To enforce strict rules is the only way out.

Now, it's my turn to write(V) some verbs and adverbs.

I can(V) hardly(ADV) identify(V) the parts of speech. I am(N) really confused(V) and disappointed(V) by myself. Nowadays, I find(V) myself always(ADV) trying(V) something new and dropping(V) it quickly(ADV). I have(V) become(V) an abandonment queen! I must(V) become(v) more proactive writer and identify the parts of speech correctly(ADV). This journal writing, infact(ADV), is too overwhelming experience to me.

I am asked to make a list of at least ten nouns and adjectives each, as unit 1 assignment of week 2.
So, here I am, sitting in my computer room, trying to write some sensible thing, out of such a boring situation. 
It(n) was a boring(adj) day today, as I did not go for a walk. I(n) made different breakfast for kids and us. It was rice for Kishor(n) and I, and Dosa for kids.
Lunch(n) was a simple(adj) affair with ladies finger curry, yogurt and rice. My children like simple food like rice(n), various types of dosas, chapattis etc.
Kishor too is not a fussy(n) husband, when it comes to food.
When I went to hospital, there was an old(adj) patient worried about his growing age and resultant deterioration of his physique. He(n) had 'delusion of parasitosis', which is a psycho-cutaneous disorder.
The next patient(n) was a medical(adj) student who had hirsuitism. Since she knows basic(adj) physiology, she understood what I explained to her. She was prescribed treatment for the problems concerned with dermatology and was referred to the department of obstetrics  and   gynecology .