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SATAVAHANA UNIVERSITY ENGLISH SEM2 NEW PATTERN 2019-20 PATTERN OF THE PAPER GENERAL ENGLISH (With effect from 2019-20 onwards) FACULTIES OF ARTS/ SCIENCE/ COMMERCE/ SOCIAL SCIENCES B.A./B.Sc./B.Com./B.B.M. (I Year) Examination Semester II, Paper I Time: 3 Hours]         [Max. Marks: 80 SECTION – A     (4 X 5 = 20 marks) 1. Annotate any FOUR of the following: (Six annotations from three units prescribed) SECTION – B    (3 X 20 = 60) Answer all the questions. 2. A) An essay question from the Unit 5 (1 X 10 = 10 marks) Idioms and Phrases (5 X 1 = 5 marks) discourse markers (5 X 1 = 5 marks) Or    B) An essay question from the Unit 5 (1 X 10 = 10 marks) Degrees of Comparison (5 x 1 = 5 marks) Active and Passive Voice. (5 x 1 = 5 marks) 3. A) An essay question from the Unit 6 (1 X 10 = 10 marks) Reported Speech(5 X 1 = 5 marks) Phrasal verbs (5 X 1 = 5 marks) Or    B) An essay question from...

Kakatiya  University English Semester- 3.  The Kitchen :   Vimala I remember the kitchen’s , Flavor upon flavor,  A mouthwatering  treasury, Pungence of seasonings, And the aroma of incense From the prayer room Next door. Each morning the kitchen awoke To the swish of churning butter The scraping of scoured pots. And in the center, the stove, Fresh washed with mud, painted And bedecked, all set to burn.   We saved secret money in the  seasoning box, hid sweets too, and played at cooking with lentils and We played Mother and Father, In the magic world of kitchen That wrapped childhood in its spell. No longer playground for the grown up girl Now trained into  kitchenhood. Like all the mothers and mothers’ mothers Before her, in the kitchen She becomes woman right here. Our kitchen is a mortuary, Pans, tins, gunny bags Crowd it like cadavers That hang amid clouds of damp wood smoke. Mother float...

The Void                            Gajanan Satavahana /OU/KU M.A. English Sem.1 (Paper-V.Modern Indian Literatures in Translation) The void inside us has jaws , those jaws have carnivorous teeth; those teeth will chew you up, those teeth will chew up everyone else. The dearth inside is our nature, habitually angry, in the dark hollow inside the jaws there is a pond of blood. This void is utterly black, is barbaric, is naked, disowned, debased, completely self absorbed. I scatter it, give it away, with fiery words and deeds. Those who cross my path find this void in the wounds I inflict on them. They let it grow, spread it around, scatter it and give it away to others, raising the children of emptiness. The void is very durable, it is fertile. Everywhere it breeds saws, daggers, sickles, breeds carnivorous teeth. T...