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Dear friends,How are you all? There is an exciting news for all our read-ers. Young Nation is available online. You can visit our The Nation newspaper website to see your favourite magazine on your computer screens.This week, we have brought amazing stuff to read. Hope you will like it! Keep on writing to us.Best wishes,edi

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Dear edi,Your magazine is so cool! Any ways, how are you and your team go-ing? I am fine. I wait for Saturday to come. It is very informative. I like cover stories and poet’s corner section a lot! I’ve sent you a drawing so do please publish it. Your biggest fan,Musab

Educator’s City,Lahore

Dear edi,I hope you are fine by the grace of God. This is my first letter to

your magazine. I am regular reader of your magazine .You and your team are doing an amazing job. Keep it up! Please publish my letter and drawing.Your Fan,Sumaira ImranThe Anchorage School,Karachi

Dear edi,How are you? I hope that you are enjoying good health. Your team is do-ing a fantastic job. This is my first e-mail to you so

please publish.May God bless you and your team!Your biggest fan,Fizza BabarGujranwala

Hi edi,I am living in Riyadh, Kingdom of Saudi Ara-bia. I see your young nation every Friday on internet. It is going good. This Friday I read that I can contribute in sec-tions of Cover Story and Poet’s Corner. Now you tell me if I can participate in it being far away from our home. If yes then I will keep sending you some tips to improve it.Regards,Ali Kamran

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Words of wisdomKeep away from people who try to belittle your ambitions. Small people always

do that, but the really great make you feel that you, too, can become great.- Mark Twain

Mark Twain was one of the foremost American philosophers of his day; he was the world’s most famous humorist of any day. During the later years of his life he ranked not only as America’s chief man of letters, but likewise as her best

known and best loved citizen.

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The Old Gumbie CatT S EliotI have a Gumbie Cat in mind, her name is Jen-nyanydots;Her coat is of the tabby kind, with tiger stripes and leopard spots.All day she sits upon the stair or on the steps or on the mat;She sits and sits and sits and sits--and that’s what makes a Gumbie Cat!

But when the day’s hustle and bustle is done,Then the Gumbie Cat’s work is but hardly be-gun.And when all the family’s in bed and asleep,She tucks up her skirts to the basement to creep.She is deeply concerned with the ways of the miceTheir behaviour’s not good and their manners not nice;So when she has got them lined up on the matting,She teachs them music, crocheting and tatting.

I have a Gumbie Cat in mind, her name is Jen-nyanydots;Her equal would be hard

to find, she likes the warm and sunny spots.All day she sits beside the hearth or on the bed or on my hat:She sits and sits and sits and sits--and that’s what makes a Gumbie Cat!

Saying bye to school LifeBy Kasra ZunnaiyyerThe days of my school life has came to an endI am feeling happy but little bit tensedI want to step forward but can’t leave my last stepWhich was full of fun and lit-tle bit stressed?But to take the next step I should have to leave lastIn this manner my destiny will come to me fast.

Man of wordsBy Mohammad Ramzan A man of words and not of deeds,Is like a garden full of weeds,And when the weeds begin to grow,It’s like a garden full of snow,And when the snow begins to fall,It’s like a bird upon the wall,And when the bird away does fly,

It’s like an eagle in the sky,And when the sky begins to roar,It’s like a lion at the door,And when the door be-gins to crack,It’s like a stick across your back,And when your back be-gins to hard,It’s like a pinknife in your heart,And when your heart be-gins to bleed,You are dead, and dead, and death indeed.

When I get BiggerBy Syed Saqina Saleem

When I get biggerI will go to the corner storeAll by myselfI will give swings to little childrenWhen I am biggerI’m going to lose my teeth,I might be a grandmoth-er,Add stay up late to seeThe end of the movieBut right nowI have to go to bed,My mother saysI’m not big enough yet.

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A clock tower is a tower built with one or more (often four) clock faces. The clock tower is usually part of a church or municipal building such as a town hall, but many clock tow-ers are free-standing. The mecha-nism inside the tower is known as a turret clock. It often marks the hour (and sometimes segments of an hour) by sounding large bells or chimes, sometimes playing simple musical phrases or tunes.Some clock towers are famous land-marks. Five of the best-known are the St Stephen’s Tower, which hous-es Big Ben of the Palace of Westmin-ster in London, the Rajabai Tower in Mumbai, the Spasskaya Tower of the Moscow Kremlin, the Leaning Tow-er of Pisa, the Campanile in Venice, Italy, Zytglogge clock tower in the Old city of Berne, Switzerland.On New Year’s Eve 2004 four 6.3-metre clock faces were added to

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the top of the War-saw Palace of Cul-ture and Science building in War-saw, Poland mak-ing it the highest 4-faced clock tower in the world and the third highest clock tower in the world. The NTT DoCoMo Yoyogi Building 240 meters (787 feet) is 10 meters higher and is the second highest clock tow-er in the world. The Allen-Bradley Clock Tower held the record for the largest non-chiming four faced clock. Now in 2010, Saudi Arabia took the record of building a clock tower with its Abraj Al Bait Towers, a.k.a. Mecca Royal Clock Hotel Tow-

er, which overlooks Mecca’s Grand Mosque, the holiest site in Islam and a destination for millions of Muslims Although clock towers are today mostly admired for their aesthet-ics, they once served an important

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purpose. Before the middle of the twentieth century, most people did not have watches, and prior to the 18th century even home clocks were rare. The first clocks didn’t have faces, but were solely striking clocks, which sounded bells to call the surrounding community to prayer. They were therefore placed in towers so the bells would be au-dible for a long distance. Clock towers were placed near the centres of towns and were often the tallest structures there. As clock towers became more common, the design-ers realized that a dial on the outside of the tower would allow the townspeople to read the time whenever they wanted. The use of clock towers dates back to the antiquity. The earliest clock tower was the Tower of the Winds in Athens which featured eight sundials. In its interior, there was also a water clock (or clepsydra), driven by water coming down from the Acropolis. A strik-

ing clock tower was constructed many centuries later in 1154 near the Umayyad Mosque in Damas-cus, Syria, by the Arab engineer al-Kaysarani. A clock was put up in a clock tower, the medieval pre-cursor to Big Ben, at Westminster, England, in 1288. A clock was put up in Canterbury Cathedral, Eng-land, in 1292. The oldest surviving clock tower in Europe is the Salis-bury cathedral clock in England, completed in 1306. Another clock, put up at St. Albans, England, in 1326, ‘showed various astronomi-cal phenomena’ JB Joyce & Co claims to be the world’s oldest tower clock maker (still in opera-tion). The company began life in 1690 and still manufactures clocks not far from its original premises in Whitchurch, Shropshire.

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You should have heard it. First there was a loud creaking noise and then a thud followed by a ‘Whoosh!’Whatever could have happened? I jumped up from my typewriter. I was in the midst of writing a story when I ran to the window to see what was go-ing on. There, right below my window; lay the great old pine tree. On going outside to examine the tree, I noticed that it had actually broken into half. The trunk had split from the middle. Years ago, such trees were a common sight for me when I was a boarder at a

Convent in Murree. It seemed such a pity for this particular tree had taken twenty years or so to reach its present size. And now, in one brief moment, it had become a wreck, only fit for fire-wood. It had provided shade for us, as it stood tall, close to my house.The cause of its decay was not hard to find Right where the break had come; I could see the telltale signs of decay. Nobody had noticed this earlier. In-deed, to all appearances, this tree was as strong and healthy as any other near it, but the weakness was there just the same, slowly getting worse month af-ter month and year after year.

As I recollected memories of my past, I saw myself clad in jeans, about to climb my tree house that was built on this particular tree. I remembered the immense pleasure it had brought friends, my family and me. Could the place be such a great source of pleas-ure? This was a question that crept into the heads of my houseguests, when I would tell them of my tree house. And then I’d take them there and they too went away convinced that it was.Experiencing the songs of the birds, the fresh air touching the cheeks, the sight of the sun and the moon, made them all wish that they too had a place like this. As for my children, I had tied

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a hammock on the tree so that they slept well. Alas, it was neglect, sheer neglect which had brought about the decay. I was too busy enjoying my life and my husband was busy earning money for our family. Still sometimes I talked to my tree. Maybe the wind whistling through the branches was my reply. Yes, I think my tree would respond to me this way. My question-answer session, as I spoke about it to the outsiders, seemed like my imagina-tion going wild to them. As it now lay there, reminding me that it was’ only good for firewood, I became sad. My son, who was my best companion too,

came to me. He had sensed my sor-row. My son, was a champion cyclist and he rode around in the neighbour-hood. He got me specimens of trees and told me to select one for planting. Such gestures of his and the circulars that my husband brought home full of information from his horticultural society meetings, did make me feel a bit better. Maybe I too should start thinking about a new tree in the gar-den. One day as I took my early morn-ing walk, I saw a small plant staring at me from the base where my tree had once stood. The seed of the parent

tree had given birth to this plant. Its roots taking possession of the space. A ripe green shoot was giving me proof of the continuity of life.Another story built up in mind. A story with a happy ending. This little plant gave me reason to joyous.My husband explained the phenom-enon to his society. And I did not tell him that the reason behind the growth of my plant was my talking to it. My friend had left a souvenir in its place. One that would always keep its memory alive in my heart.




Motivation is something to encourage someone to work at his/her best level. It has great impor-tance in human life. In the organisation people who are new they are energetic and have more capacity to work then the old ones, but with the passage of time their capacity of work reduces and then it is the right time to motivate them. We can motivate them with the need which they desire from the organisation.

1. Explore the strength If you love music, get the guitar you covet, and then try to fine means to earn money for lessons. There is nothing as motivating as passion. And passion can’t be manufactured; it has to be found through exploration. So encourage yourself to explore what interests you.

2. Learn problem solving.Once you know what you want, take some eld-erly help in problem solving when you are con-fronted with obstacles. Maybe you can’t afford guitar lessons. You have to learn that sometimes you will have to do things you do not particularly like in order to do what you want later on.

3. Address a fear of failure.If you have the fear to take risks, or explore new

things, it may be because you have a pronounced fear of failure. Talk to your parents about failure. Some kids feel there is no room for failure be-cause they feel that if they fail, they will lose re-spect, social status, or love. Achievement is be-ing confused with the inherent value of a person. Emphasize the value of exploration, rather than the end point.

4. Set goals.Take help from your parents in setting goals to achieve what you want. Encourage him to think of goals as guideposts. Learn how to break an overarching goal into smaller achievable goals to encourage the progress.

5. Look out for negative thinking.Negative thinking kills motivation and initiative. To spot negative thinking, listen for words such as always, never, no one and everyone. Some examples might be “No one will ever like me” (Why take the initiative to make friends then?) or “I always fail my math tests” (Why try then?). Discuss with your parents why black and white statements like this are simply untrue. Learn to reframe their thinking in a more accurate and positive light

By Asad Ali Khan


Pakistan Railways was es-tablished by the British Rulers before independ-ence of Pakistan. After

the partition of Sub-continent, the North Western State Railway Service established by the Brit-ish rulers was called Pakistan Railways. Pakistan Railways is a national state-owned rail trans-port service of Pakistan, and its head-quarter is in Lahore. It is administered by the Federal Government under the Ministry of Railways. Pakistan Railways has a long history of transporta-tion of passengers and luggage service throughout Pakistan. It is truly referred to as the “life line of the country”.It was interesting to know that there is a Pakistan Railways Her-itage Museum, located at Golra junction railway station near Islamabad, some 1,994 feet above sea level, in the southeast of the Mar-galla Hills and east of the cradle of Gand-hara civilization, the ancient city of Taxila.In the museum hall, there are rare items on display including watches, pendulums,


kerosene Tilley lamps, gate signal lamps, crockery, fans, arms and ammunition, surgical items used at railway hospitals, a 1904 hand pump, long armed chairs used in waiting rooms and Dak bun-galows, a Railway time table of 1943 and historic photographs.A majority of the items displayed at the museum belong to the North West Railways, as Pakistan Railways was called before Inde-pendence, dating back to year 1890. The attempt is to preserve a vintage items and artefacts re-lated to the history of railways at

the Heritage Point.Items on display outside the museum include a hand pump of 1901, and a ‘Heritage Special Train’, driven by an ancient steam engine accompanied by passen-ger coaches. The 110-year-old narrow gauge steam locomotive, steam cranes, 100-year-old hand crane, saloons, passenger and freight coaches. An interesting fact about the 110-year-old steam engine is that, it was in regular use, as early as 1990 and was still in running condi-tion. The narrow gauge steam en-gine was run on the less frequent lines. A display model of the lane changing and up and down signal had also been installed. Different kinds of hand railway carts were also put on display and would offer

a unique photo-moment to picnickers.

By Komal Jawaid

Treasuring the past


A magical romp that will charm and delight…

Author: Rupert Kingfisher

In Paris there is a cafe, elegantly furnished

with polished wooden tables and an awning of

striped gold and green, whose walls are filled

with drinks such as Green Fairy Liqueur, Mer-

maid Madeira and Red Devil Lemonade. And

sitting on the bar is a large, silver, steam-powered espresso coffee ma-

chine. The cafe is owned by Monsieur Moutarde, and Monsieur Moutarde

has made the most extraordinary discovery. With the help of his friend,

Madame Pamplemousse, he has created a time travel machine (for that

is what the expresso coffee machine is). Very special, highly flavoured,

intense ingredients are fed into the machine where they are subatomi-

cally blended with quantum froth and space-time foam. The resulting

liquid looks like a small black coffee - but in fact transports the drinker

through time and space.

But this is a dangerous invention. For who knows what would happen if

it fell into the wrong hands? Before long Monsieur Moutarde, Madame

Pamplemousse, her cat, Camembert, and her friend, Madeleine, are on

the run through time and space to capture a TRex’s freshly caught drool

and rare sphinx’s tears, the vital ingredients for a tonic that will both

save them and revive the ailing spirit of Paris.





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