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Question 1
Which among the following films won the Oscar Award for the ‘best picture’ at the 91st Academy Awards?
Question 2
Which of the following countries has signed an agreement to join US-led alliance NATO (North Atlantic Treaty Organization) to become the 30th member?
Question 3
In order to control the menace of piracy what provisions has been introduced in the Cinematograph Act?
Question 4
Which of the following Indian Cricketer has been suspended by the International Cricket Council (ICC)from bowling in International Cricket?
Question 5
Which of the following cities hosted the 2nd National Conference of Micro Missions of National Police Mission?
Question 6
A dealer marks articles at a price which gives him a profit of 30%. 10% of the consignment of goods was stolen by his staff, 30% was spoiled and had to be sold at 40% of the cost price. If the remaining goods were sold at the marked price, what percentage profit or loss did the dealer make on that consignment?
Question 7
The selling price of an article after two successive discounts of 10% and 15% is Rs. 1530. Find out its marked price.
Question 8
Rahul sold an article at Rs.96 in such a way that the profit % and the C.P. are numerically the same. Then find the cost price.
Question 9
The average speed of a train is
times the average speed of a tractor. The tractor covers 270 km in 15 hours. How much distance will the train cover in 12 hours?
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Question 10
There are two pumps to fill a tank with water. First pump can fill the empty tank in 8 hours while the second in 10 hours. If both the pumps are opened at the same time and kept open for 4 hours, the part of tank that will be filled up is
Question 11
Direction: Read the following passage carefully and answer the questions given below it.
Once upon a time, there was a shrewd shopkeeper called Makarand. He had a friend called Mihir, who had saved a lot of money. Mihir was keen on going on a pilgrimage, but he did not know where to leave his precious savings. So he came to Makarand's shop and said, 'My friend, I trust you more than anyone. Could you please look after my life's savings till I return from my pilgrimage?' Makarand pretended to be deep in thought, and then said, 'I would rather not. Money spoils relationships. What if something happens to your money while you are away? You will no longer be my friend.'
As Mihir stood there by his shop thinking about what his friend had just said, an old woman entered the shop and bought some things. One of the boys helping Makarand gave her less change than he should have. Makarand saw this and pretended to scold the boy. He then ordered him to retum the remaining money to the woman. Mihir, not knowing that this was an act put up by Makarand to make him believe that he was honest, was convinced about his decision and said to Makarand, I have decided I will leave the money only with you.' Makarand smiled. 'Then, let us do something. Let us take the bag of coins and bury it in a place that only you and I will know of. That way, even if something happens to me while you are away, you will know where your money is.'
Mihir, simple that he was, thought this was a good idea and the two went and hid the bag in a secret place. Mihir left the next day on his pilgrimage, happy that his savings were in safe hands. Six months later, Mihir returned. He dumped his luggage at home and went to dig out his bag of savings.
But, even though he searched and searched for his valuables, there was no sign of the bag anywhere. In panic, he ran to Makarand, who was busy in his shop. When Mihir asked him about the bag, Makarand pretended to be surprised, 'But I did not go that way in all these months. Why don't you search for it again?' he said, putting on his most innocent look. Mihir had no choice but to believe him. Sadly, he went home.
On the way, as luck would have it, he met the old woman he had seen in Makarand's shop. Seeing him sad, she asked him what the matter was. Mihir told her the whole story. Then, she smiled and whispered a plan to him. Not long after, the woman came to Makarand's shop, carrying a big box. Brother, I heard you are a good and honest man. My son went on a pilgrimage many months ago and has still not returned. I am worried and have decided to go and look for him. Will you look after my box of two hundred gold coins while I am away?'
Makarand could not believe his luck. He was about to launch his idea about hiding the box when an angry Mihir entered the shop, 'Where is ...' But before he could complete his sentence, Makarand, afraid of being accused in front of the old woman, said quickly, 'I forgot. I had seen some pigs digging around there and had removed the bag just to keep it safe. Here it is.' And he handed Mihir the bag he had stolen many months ago.
Now, the old woman pretended she was seeing Mihir for the first time, 'Son, did you also go on a pilgrimage? Could you tell me if you met my son anywhere? His name is Jahangir.' Mihir, clutching onto his precious bag, said, ‘Yes auntie, I met him on the road a few villages away. He was on his way home. He should be here in a week.'
The old woman leaned over and took her box away from Makarand. 'Thank you brother. You have saved me from an unnecessary trip. Now, I will need some money to prepare for my son's welcome,' she added and the two left the shop. Makarand could only stare at them open-mouthed.
Source: https://books.google.co.in/books
Once upon a time, there was a shrewd shopkeeper called Makarand. He had a friend called Mihir, who had saved a lot of money. Mihir was keen on going on a pilgrimage, but he did not know where to leave his precious savings. So he came to Makarand's shop and said, 'My friend, I trust you more than anyone. Could you please look after my life's savings till I return from my pilgrimage?' Makarand pretended to be deep in thought, and then said, 'I would rather not. Money spoils relationships. What if something happens to your money while you are away? You will no longer be my friend.'
As Mihir stood there by his shop thinking about what his friend had just said, an old woman entered the shop and bought some things. One of the boys helping Makarand gave her less change than he should have. Makarand saw this and pretended to scold the boy. He then ordered him to retum the remaining money to the woman. Mihir, not knowing that this was an act put up by Makarand to make him believe that he was honest, was convinced about his decision and said to Makarand, I have decided I will leave the money only with you.' Makarand smiled. 'Then, let us do something. Let us take the bag of coins and bury it in a place that only you and I will know of. That way, even if something happens to me while you are away, you will know where your money is.'
Mihir, simple that he was, thought this was a good idea and the two went and hid the bag in a secret place. Mihir left the next day on his pilgrimage, happy that his savings were in safe hands. Six months later, Mihir returned. He dumped his luggage at home and went to dig out his bag of savings.
But, even though he searched and searched for his valuables, there was no sign of the bag anywhere. In panic, he ran to Makarand, who was busy in his shop. When Mihir asked him about the bag, Makarand pretended to be surprised, 'But I did not go that way in all these months. Why don't you search for it again?' he said, putting on his most innocent look. Mihir had no choice but to believe him. Sadly, he went home.
On the way, as luck would have it, he met the old woman he had seen in Makarand's shop. Seeing him sad, she asked him what the matter was. Mihir told her the whole story. Then, she smiled and whispered a plan to him. Not long after, the woman came to Makarand's shop, carrying a big box. Brother, I heard you are a good and honest man. My son went on a pilgrimage many months ago and has still not returned. I am worried and have decided to go and look for him. Will you look after my box of two hundred gold coins while I am away?'
Makarand could not believe his luck. He was about to launch his idea about hiding the box when an angry Mihir entered the shop, 'Where is ...' But before he could complete his sentence, Makarand, afraid of being accused in front of the old woman, said quickly, 'I forgot. I had seen some pigs digging around there and had removed the bag just to keep it safe. Here it is.' And he handed Mihir the bag he had stolen many months ago.
Now, the old woman pretended she was seeing Mihir for the first time, 'Son, did you also go on a pilgrimage? Could you tell me if you met my son anywhere? His name is Jahangir.' Mihir, clutching onto his precious bag, said, ‘Yes auntie, I met him on the road a few villages away. He was on his way home. He should be here in a week.'
The old woman leaned over and took her box away from Makarand. 'Thank you brother. You have saved me from an unnecessary trip. Now, I will need some money to prepare for my son's welcome,' she added and the two left the shop. Makarand could only stare at them open-mouthed.
Source: https://books.google.co.in/books
What incident in the passage convinced Mihir that Makarand was indeed an honest man?
(A) The incident where he scolded his helper boy for returning less change to the old woman who was a customer in his shop.
(B) The fact that Makarand refused to keep Mihir's money in the event that it might destroy their friendship.
(C) The incident where Makarand told Mihir that he had kept his bag with him as he saw pigs digging at the very spot where the treasure was buried
(A) The incident where he scolded his helper boy for returning less change to the old woman who was a customer in his shop.
(B) The fact that Makarand refused to keep Mihir's money in the event that it might destroy their friendship.
(C) The incident where Makarand told Mihir that he had kept his bag with him as he saw pigs digging at the very spot where the treasure was buried
Question 12
Direction: Read the following passage carefully and answer the questions given below it.
Once upon a time, there was a shrewd shopkeeper called Makarand. He had a friend called Mihir, who had saved a lot of money. Mihir was keen on going on a pilgrimage, but he did not know where to leave his precious savings. So he came to Makarand's shop and said, 'My friend, I trust you more than anyone. Could you please look after my life's savings till I return from my pilgrimage?' Makarand pretended to be deep in thought, and then said, 'I would rather not. Money spoils relationships. What if something happens to your money while you are away? You will no longer be my friend.'
As Mihir stood there by his shop thinking about what his friend had just said, an old woman entered the shop and bought some things. One of the boys helping Makarand gave her less change than he should have. Makarand saw this and pretended to scold the boy. He then ordered him to retum the remaining money to the woman. Mihir, not knowing that this was an act put up by Makarand to make him believe that he was honest, was convinced about his decision and said to Makarand, I have decided I will leave the money only with you.' Makarand smiled. 'Then, let us do something. Let us take the bag of coins and bury it in a place that only you and I will know of. That way, even if something happens to me while you are away, you will know where your money is.'
Mihir, simple that he was, thought this was a good idea and the two went and hid the bag in a secret place. Mihir left the next day on his pilgrimage, happy that his savings were in safe hands. Six months later, Mihir returned. He dumped his luggage at home and went to dig out his bag of savings.
But, even though he searched and searched for his valuables, there was no sign of the bag anywhere. In panic, he ran to Makarand, who was busy in his shop. When Mihir asked him about the bag, Makarand pretended to be surprised, 'But I did not go that way in all these months. Why don't you search for it again?' he said, putting on his most innocent look. Mihir had no choice but to believe him. Sadly, he went home.
On the way, as luck would have it, he met the old woman he had seen in Makarand's shop. Seeing him sad, she asked him what the matter was. Mihir told her the whole story. Then, she smiled and whispered a plan to him. Not long after, the woman came to Makarand's shop, carrying a big box. Brother, I heard you are a good and honest man. My son went on a pilgrimage many months ago and has still not returned. I am worried and have decided to go and look for him. Will you look after my box of two hundred gold coins while I am away?'
Makarand could not believe his luck. He was about to launch his idea about hiding the box when an angry Mihir entered the shop, 'Where is ...' But before he could complete his sentence, Makarand, afraid of being accused in front of the old woman, said quickly, 'I forgot. I had seen some pigs digging around there and had removed the bag just to keep it safe. Here it is.' And he handed Mihir the bag he had stolen many months ago.
Now, the old woman pretended she was seeing Mihir for the first time, 'Son, did you also go on a pilgrimage? Could you tell me if you met my son anywhere? His name is Jahangir.' Mihir, clutching onto his precious bag, said, ‘Yes auntie, I met him on the road a few villages away. He was on his way home. He should be here in a week.'
The old woman leaned over and took her box away from Makarand. 'Thank you brother. You have saved me from an unnecessary trip. Now, I will need some money to prepare for my son's welcome,' she added and the two left the shop. Makarand could only stare at them open-mouthed.
Source: https://books.google.co.in/books
Once upon a time, there was a shrewd shopkeeper called Makarand. He had a friend called Mihir, who had saved a lot of money. Mihir was keen on going on a pilgrimage, but he did not know where to leave his precious savings. So he came to Makarand's shop and said, 'My friend, I trust you more than anyone. Could you please look after my life's savings till I return from my pilgrimage?' Makarand pretended to be deep in thought, and then said, 'I would rather not. Money spoils relationships. What if something happens to your money while you are away? You will no longer be my friend.'
As Mihir stood there by his shop thinking about what his friend had just said, an old woman entered the shop and bought some things. One of the boys helping Makarand gave her less change than he should have. Makarand saw this and pretended to scold the boy. He then ordered him to retum the remaining money to the woman. Mihir, not knowing that this was an act put up by Makarand to make him believe that he was honest, was convinced about his decision and said to Makarand, I have decided I will leave the money only with you.' Makarand smiled. 'Then, let us do something. Let us take the bag of coins and bury it in a place that only you and I will know of. That way, even if something happens to me while you are away, you will know where your money is.'
Mihir, simple that he was, thought this was a good idea and the two went and hid the bag in a secret place. Mihir left the next day on his pilgrimage, happy that his savings were in safe hands. Six months later, Mihir returned. He dumped his luggage at home and went to dig out his bag of savings.
But, even though he searched and searched for his valuables, there was no sign of the bag anywhere. In panic, he ran to Makarand, who was busy in his shop. When Mihir asked him about the bag, Makarand pretended to be surprised, 'But I did not go that way in all these months. Why don't you search for it again?' he said, putting on his most innocent look. Mihir had no choice but to believe him. Sadly, he went home.
On the way, as luck would have it, he met the old woman he had seen in Makarand's shop. Seeing him sad, she asked him what the matter was. Mihir told her the whole story. Then, she smiled and whispered a plan to him. Not long after, the woman came to Makarand's shop, carrying a big box. Brother, I heard you are a good and honest man. My son went on a pilgrimage many months ago and has still not returned. I am worried and have decided to go and look for him. Will you look after my box of two hundred gold coins while I am away?'
Makarand could not believe his luck. He was about to launch his idea about hiding the box when an angry Mihir entered the shop, 'Where is ...' But before he could complete his sentence, Makarand, afraid of being accused in front of the old woman, said quickly, 'I forgot. I had seen some pigs digging around there and had removed the bag just to keep it safe. Here it is.' And he handed Mihir the bag he had stolen many months ago.
Now, the old woman pretended she was seeing Mihir for the first time, 'Son, did you also go on a pilgrimage? Could you tell me if you met my son anywhere? His name is Jahangir.' Mihir, clutching onto his precious bag, said, ‘Yes auntie, I met him on the road a few villages away. He was on his way home. He should be here in a week.'
The old woman leaned over and took her box away from Makarand. 'Thank you brother. You have saved me from an unnecessary trip. Now, I will need some money to prepare for my son's welcome,' she added and the two left the shop. Makarand could only stare at them open-mouthed.
Source: https://books.google.co.in/books
What was Makarand's real intention for wanting to bury Mihir's bag of valuables?
Question 13
Direction: Read the following passage carefully and answer the questions given below it.
Once upon a time, there was a shrewd shopkeeper called Makarand. He had a friend called Mihir, who had saved a lot of money. Mihir was keen on going on a pilgrimage, but he did not know where to leave his precious savings. So he came to Makarand's shop and said, 'My friend, I trust you more than anyone. Could you please look after my life's savings till I return from my pilgrimage?' Makarand pretended to be deep in thought, and then said, 'I would rather not. Money spoils relationships. What if something happens to your money while you are away? You will no longer be my friend.'
As Mihir stood there by his shop thinking about what his friend had just said, an old woman entered the shop and bought some things. One of the boys helping Makarand gave her less change than he should have. Makarand saw this and pretended to scold the boy. He then ordered him to retum the remaining money to the woman. Mihir, not knowing that this was an act put up by Makarand to make him believe that he was honest, was convinced about his decision and said to Makarand, I have decided I will leave the money only with you.' Makarand smiled. 'Then, let us do something. Let us take the bag of coins and bury it in a place that only you and I will know of. That way, even if something happens to me while you are away, you will know where your money is.'
Mihir, simple that he was, thought this was a good idea and the two went and hid the bag in a secret place. Mihir left the next day on his pilgrimage, happy that his savings were in safe hands. Six months later, Mihir returned. He dumped his luggage at home and went to dig out his bag of savings.
But, even though he searched and searched for his valuables, there was no sign of the bag anywhere. In panic, he ran to Makarand, who was busy in his shop. When Mihir asked him about the bag, Makarand pretended to be surprised, 'But I did not go that way in all these months. Why don't you search for it again?' he said, putting on his most innocent look. Mihir had no choice but to believe him. Sadly, he went home.
On the way, as luck would have it, he met the old woman he had seen in Makarand's shop. Seeing him sad, she asked him what the matter was. Mihir told her the whole story. Then, she smiled and whispered a plan to him. Not long after, the woman came to Makarand's shop, carrying a big box. Brother, I heard you are a good and honest man. My son went on a pilgrimage many months ago and has still not returned. I am worried and have decided to go and look for him. Will you look after my box of two hundred gold coins while I am away?'
Makarand could not believe his luck. He was about to launch his idea about hiding the box when an angry Mihir entered the shop, 'Where is ...' But before he could complete his sentence, Makarand, afraid of being accused in front of the old woman, said quickly, 'I forgot. I had seen some pigs digging around there and had removed the bag just to keep it safe. Here it is.' And he handed Mihir the bag he had stolen many months ago.
Now, the old woman pretended she was seeing Mihir for the first time, 'Son, did you also go on a pilgrimage? Could you tell me if you met my son anywhere? His name is Jahangir.' Mihir, clutching onto his precious bag, said, ‘Yes auntie, I met him on the road a few villages away. He was on his way home. He should be here in a week.'
The old woman leaned over and took her box away from Makarand. 'Thank you brother. You have saved me from an unnecessary trip. Now, I will need some money to prepare for my son's welcome,' she added and the two left the shop. Makarand could only stare at them open-mouthed.
Source: https://books.google.co.in/books
Once upon a time, there was a shrewd shopkeeper called Makarand. He had a friend called Mihir, who had saved a lot of money. Mihir was keen on going on a pilgrimage, but he did not know where to leave his precious savings. So he came to Makarand's shop and said, 'My friend, I trust you more than anyone. Could you please look after my life's savings till I return from my pilgrimage?' Makarand pretended to be deep in thought, and then said, 'I would rather not. Money spoils relationships. What if something happens to your money while you are away? You will no longer be my friend.'
As Mihir stood there by his shop thinking about what his friend had just said, an old woman entered the shop and bought some things. One of the boys helping Makarand gave her less change than he should have. Makarand saw this and pretended to scold the boy. He then ordered him to retum the remaining money to the woman. Mihir, not knowing that this was an act put up by Makarand to make him believe that he was honest, was convinced about his decision and said to Makarand, I have decided I will leave the money only with you.' Makarand smiled. 'Then, let us do something. Let us take the bag of coins and bury it in a place that only you and I will know of. That way, even if something happens to me while you are away, you will know where your money is.'
Mihir, simple that he was, thought this was a good idea and the two went and hid the bag in a secret place. Mihir left the next day on his pilgrimage, happy that his savings were in safe hands. Six months later, Mihir returned. He dumped his luggage at home and went to dig out his bag of savings.
But, even though he searched and searched for his valuables, there was no sign of the bag anywhere. In panic, he ran to Makarand, who was busy in his shop. When Mihir asked him about the bag, Makarand pretended to be surprised, 'But I did not go that way in all these months. Why don't you search for it again?' he said, putting on his most innocent look. Mihir had no choice but to believe him. Sadly, he went home.
On the way, as luck would have it, he met the old woman he had seen in Makarand's shop. Seeing him sad, she asked him what the matter was. Mihir told her the whole story. Then, she smiled and whispered a plan to him. Not long after, the woman came to Makarand's shop, carrying a big box. Brother, I heard you are a good and honest man. My son went on a pilgrimage many months ago and has still not returned. I am worried and have decided to go and look for him. Will you look after my box of two hundred gold coins while I am away?'
Makarand could not believe his luck. He was about to launch his idea about hiding the box when an angry Mihir entered the shop, 'Where is ...' But before he could complete his sentence, Makarand, afraid of being accused in front of the old woman, said quickly, 'I forgot. I had seen some pigs digging around there and had removed the bag just to keep it safe. Here it is.' And he handed Mihir the bag he had stolen many months ago.
Now, the old woman pretended she was seeing Mihir for the first time, 'Son, did you also go on a pilgrimage? Could you tell me if you met my son anywhere? His name is Jahangir.' Mihir, clutching onto his precious bag, said, ‘Yes auntie, I met him on the road a few villages away. He was on his way home. He should be here in a week.'
The old woman leaned over and took her box away from Makarand. 'Thank you brother. You have saved me from an unnecessary trip. Now, I will need some money to prepare for my son's welcome,' she added and the two left the shop. Makarand could only stare at them open-mouthed.
Source: https://books.google.co.in/books
Where did Makarand and Mihir bury the bag of coins?
Question 14
Direction: Read the following passage carefully and answer the questions given below it.
Once upon a time, there was a shrewd shopkeeper called Makarand. He had a friend called Mihir, who had saved a lot of money. Mihir was keen on going on a pilgrimage, but he did not know where to leave his precious savings. So he came to Makarand's shop and said, 'My friend, I trust you more than anyone. Could you please look after my life's savings till I return from my pilgrimage?' Makarand pretended to be deep in thought, and then said, 'I would rather not. Money spoils relationships. What if something happens to your money while you are away? You will no longer be my friend.'
As Mihir stood there by his shop thinking about what his friend had just said, an old woman entered the shop and bought some things. One of the boys helping Makarand gave her less change than he should have. Makarand saw this and pretended to scold the boy. He then ordered him to retum the remaining money to the woman. Mihir, not knowing that this was an act put up by Makarand to make him believe that he was honest, was convinced about his decision and said to Makarand, I have decided I will leave the money only with you.' Makarand smiled. 'Then, let us do something. Let us take the bag of coins and bury it in a place that only you and I will know of. That way, even if something happens to me while you are away, you will know where your money is.'
Mihir, simple that he was, thought this was a good idea and the two went and hid the bag in a secret place. Mihir left the next day on his pilgrimage, happy that his savings were in safe hands. Six months later, Mihir returned. He dumped his luggage at home and went to dig out his bag of savings.
But, even though he searched and searched for his valuables, there was no sign of the bag anywhere. In panic, he ran to Makarand, who was busy in his shop. When Mihir asked him about the bag, Makarand pretended to be surprised, 'But I did not go that way in all these months. Why don't you search for it again?' he said, putting on his most innocent look. Mihir had no choice but to believe him. Sadly, he went home.
On the way, as luck would have it, he met the old woman he had seen in Makarand's shop. Seeing him sad, she asked him what the matter was. Mihir told her the whole story. Then, she smiled and whispered a plan to him. Not long after, the woman came to Makarand's shop, carrying a big box. Brother, I heard you are a good and honest man. My son went on a pilgrimage many months ago and has still not returned. I am worried and have decided to go and look for him. Will you look after my box of two hundred gold coins while I am away?'
Makarand could not believe his luck. He was about to launch his idea about hiding the box when an angry Mihir entered the shop, 'Where is ...' But before he could complete his sentence, Makarand, afraid of being accused in front of the old woman, said quickly, 'I forgot. I had seen some pigs digging around there and had removed the bag just to keep it safe. Here it is.' And he handed Mihir the bag he had stolen many months ago.
Now, the old woman pretended she was seeing Mihir for the first time, 'Son, did you also go on a pilgrimage? Could you tell me if you met my son anywhere? His name is Jahangir.' Mihir, clutching onto his precious bag, said, ‘Yes auntie, I met him on the road a few villages away. He was on his way home. He should be here in a week.'
The old woman leaned over and took her box away from Makarand. 'Thank you brother. You have saved me from an unnecessary trip. Now, I will need some money to prepare for my son's welcome,' she added and the two left the shop. Makarand could only stare at them open-mouthed.
Source: https://books.google.co.in/books
Once upon a time, there was a shrewd shopkeeper called Makarand. He had a friend called Mihir, who had saved a lot of money. Mihir was keen on going on a pilgrimage, but he did not know where to leave his precious savings. So he came to Makarand's shop and said, 'My friend, I trust you more than anyone. Could you please look after my life's savings till I return from my pilgrimage?' Makarand pretended to be deep in thought, and then said, 'I would rather not. Money spoils relationships. What if something happens to your money while you are away? You will no longer be my friend.'
As Mihir stood there by his shop thinking about what his friend had just said, an old woman entered the shop and bought some things. One of the boys helping Makarand gave her less change than he should have. Makarand saw this and pretended to scold the boy. He then ordered him to retum the remaining money to the woman. Mihir, not knowing that this was an act put up by Makarand to make him believe that he was honest, was convinced about his decision and said to Makarand, I have decided I will leave the money only with you.' Makarand smiled. 'Then, let us do something. Let us take the bag of coins and bury it in a place that only you and I will know of. That way, even if something happens to me while you are away, you will know where your money is.'
Mihir, simple that he was, thought this was a good idea and the two went and hid the bag in a secret place. Mihir left the next day on his pilgrimage, happy that his savings were in safe hands. Six months later, Mihir returned. He dumped his luggage at home and went to dig out his bag of savings.
But, even though he searched and searched for his valuables, there was no sign of the bag anywhere. In panic, he ran to Makarand, who was busy in his shop. When Mihir asked him about the bag, Makarand pretended to be surprised, 'But I did not go that way in all these months. Why don't you search for it again?' he said, putting on his most innocent look. Mihir had no choice but to believe him. Sadly, he went home.
On the way, as luck would have it, he met the old woman he had seen in Makarand's shop. Seeing him sad, she asked him what the matter was. Mihir told her the whole story. Then, she smiled and whispered a plan to him. Not long after, the woman came to Makarand's shop, carrying a big box. Brother, I heard you are a good and honest man. My son went on a pilgrimage many months ago and has still not returned. I am worried and have decided to go and look for him. Will you look after my box of two hundred gold coins while I am away?'
Makarand could not believe his luck. He was about to launch his idea about hiding the box when an angry Mihir entered the shop, 'Where is ...' But before he could complete his sentence, Makarand, afraid of being accused in front of the old woman, said quickly, 'I forgot. I had seen some pigs digging around there and had removed the bag just to keep it safe. Here it is.' And he handed Mihir the bag he had stolen many months ago.
Now, the old woman pretended she was seeing Mihir for the first time, 'Son, did you also go on a pilgrimage? Could you tell me if you met my son anywhere? His name is Jahangir.' Mihir, clutching onto his precious bag, said, ‘Yes auntie, I met him on the road a few villages away. He was on his way home. He should be here in a week.'
The old woman leaned over and took her box away from Makarand. 'Thank you brother. You have saved me from an unnecessary trip. Now, I will need some money to prepare for my son's welcome,' she added and the two left the shop. Makarand could only stare at them open-mouthed.
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Which of the following is true with regard to Mihir?
Question 15
Direction: Read the following passage carefully and answer the questions given below it.
Once upon a time, there was a shrewd shopkeeper called Makarand. He had a friend called Mihir, who had saved a lot of money. Mihir was keen on going on a pilgrimage, but he did not know where to leave his precious savings. So he came to Makarand's shop and said, 'My friend, I trust you more than anyone. Could you please look after my life's savings till I return from my pilgrimage?' Makarand pretended to be deep in thought, and then said, 'I would rather not. Money spoils relationships. What if something happens to your money while you are away? You will no longer be my friend.'
As Mihir stood there by his shop thinking about what his friend had just said, an old woman entered the shop and bought some things. One of the boys helping Makarand gave her less change than he should have. Makarand saw this and pretended to scold the boy. He then ordered him to retum the remaining money to the woman. Mihir, not knowing that this was an act put up by Makarand to make him believe that he was honest, was convinced about his decision and said to Makarand, I have decided I will leave the money only with you.' Makarand smiled. 'Then, let us do something. Let us take the bag of coins and bury it in a place that only you and I will know of. That way, even if something happens to me while you are away, you will know where your money is.'
Mihir, simple that he was, thought this was a good idea and the two went and hid the bag in a secret place. Mihir left the next day on his pilgrimage, happy that his savings were in safe hands. Six months later, Mihir returned. He dumped his luggage at home and went to dig out his bag of savings.
But, even though he searched and searched for his valuables, there was no sign of the bag anywhere. In panic, he ran to Makarand, who was busy in his shop. When Mihir asked him about the bag, Makarand pretended to be surprised, 'But I did not go that way in all these months. Why don't you search for it again?' he said, putting on his most innocent look. Mihir had no choice but to believe him. Sadly, he went home.
On the way, as luck would have it, he met the old woman he had seen in Makarand's shop. Seeing him sad, she asked him what the matter was. Mihir told her the whole story. Then, she smiled and whispered a plan to him. Not long after, the woman came to Makarand's shop, carrying a big box. Brother, I heard you are a good and honest man. My son went on a pilgrimage many months ago and has still not returned. I am worried and have decided to go and look for him. Will you look after my box of two hundred gold coins while I am away?'
Makarand could not believe his luck. He was about to launch his idea about hiding the box when an angry Mihir entered the shop, 'Where is ...' But before he could complete his sentence, Makarand, afraid of being accused in front of the old woman, said quickly, 'I forgot. I had seen some pigs digging around there and had removed the bag just to keep it safe. Here it is.' And he handed Mihir the bag he had stolen many months ago.
Now, the old woman pretended she was seeing Mihir for the first time, 'Son, did you also go on a pilgrimage? Could you tell me if you met my son anywhere? His name is Jahangir.' Mihir, clutching onto his precious bag, said, ‘Yes auntie, I met him on the road a few villages away. He was on his way home. He should be here in a week.'
The old woman leaned over and took her box away from Makarand. 'Thank you brother. You have saved me from an unnecessary trip. Now, I will need some money to prepare for my son's welcome,' she added and the two left the shop. Makarand could only stare at them open-mouthed.
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Once upon a time, there was a shrewd shopkeeper called Makarand. He had a friend called Mihir, who had saved a lot of money. Mihir was keen on going on a pilgrimage, but he did not know where to leave his precious savings. So he came to Makarand's shop and said, 'My friend, I trust you more than anyone. Could you please look after my life's savings till I return from my pilgrimage?' Makarand pretended to be deep in thought, and then said, 'I would rather not. Money spoils relationships. What if something happens to your money while you are away? You will no longer be my friend.'
As Mihir stood there by his shop thinking about what his friend had just said, an old woman entered the shop and bought some things. One of the boys helping Makarand gave her less change than he should have. Makarand saw this and pretended to scold the boy. He then ordered him to retum the remaining money to the woman. Mihir, not knowing that this was an act put up by Makarand to make him believe that he was honest, was convinced about his decision and said to Makarand, I have decided I will leave the money only with you.' Makarand smiled. 'Then, let us do something. Let us take the bag of coins and bury it in a place that only you and I will know of. That way, even if something happens to me while you are away, you will know where your money is.'
Mihir, simple that he was, thought this was a good idea and the two went and hid the bag in a secret place. Mihir left the next day on his pilgrimage, happy that his savings were in safe hands. Six months later, Mihir returned. He dumped his luggage at home and went to dig out his bag of savings.
But, even though he searched and searched for his valuables, there was no sign of the bag anywhere. In panic, he ran to Makarand, who was busy in his shop. When Mihir asked him about the bag, Makarand pretended to be surprised, 'But I did not go that way in all these months. Why don't you search for it again?' he said, putting on his most innocent look. Mihir had no choice but to believe him. Sadly, he went home.
On the way, as luck would have it, he met the old woman he had seen in Makarand's shop. Seeing him sad, she asked him what the matter was. Mihir told her the whole story. Then, she smiled and whispered a plan to him. Not long after, the woman came to Makarand's shop, carrying a big box. Brother, I heard you are a good and honest man. My son went on a pilgrimage many months ago and has still not returned. I am worried and have decided to go and look for him. Will you look after my box of two hundred gold coins while I am away?'
Makarand could not believe his luck. He was about to launch his idea about hiding the box when an angry Mihir entered the shop, 'Where is ...' But before he could complete his sentence, Makarand, afraid of being accused in front of the old woman, said quickly, 'I forgot. I had seen some pigs digging around there and had removed the bag just to keep it safe. Here it is.' And he handed Mihir the bag he had stolen many months ago.
Now, the old woman pretended she was seeing Mihir for the first time, 'Son, did you also go on a pilgrimage? Could you tell me if you met my son anywhere? His name is Jahangir.' Mihir, clutching onto his precious bag, said, ‘Yes auntie, I met him on the road a few villages away. He was on his way home. He should be here in a week.'
The old woman leaned over and took her box away from Makarand. 'Thank you brother. You have saved me from an unnecessary trip. Now, I will need some money to prepare for my son's welcome,' she added and the two left the shop. Makarand could only stare at them open-mouthed.
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Why did Mihir want to keep his life's savings with Makarand?
(A) Makarand had a locker in his shop.
(B) He trusted his friend Makarand more than anyone else
(C) He was feared that if he buried his savings, the pigs would dig it out.
(A) Makarand had a locker in his shop.
(B) He trusted his friend Makarand more than anyone else
(C) He was feared that if he buried his savings, the pigs would dig it out.
Question 16
Direction: The following questions are based on the five three digit numbers given below:
476 538 289 814 753
476 538 289 814 753
Which of the following is the second digit of the three digit number obtained by subtracting the lowest number from the highest number?
Question 17
Direction: The following questions are based on the five three digit numbers given below:
476 538 289 814 753
476 538 289 814 753
If ‘1’ is added to the first digit in each number and then the position of the first and the third digits are interchanged, which of the following will be the third digit of the second highest number thus formed?
Question 18
Direction: The following questions are based on the five three digit numbers given below:
476 538 289 814 753
476 538 289 814 753
In which of these numbers, the sum of all the three digits is an even number?
Question 19
Direction: The following questions are based on the five three digit numbers given below:
476 538 289 814 753
476 538 289 814 753
Which of the following is the sum of the second and third digits of the second lowest number?
Question 20
Direction: The following questions are based on the five three digit numbers given below:
476 538 289 814 753
476 538 289 814 753
If ‘1’ is subtracted from the third digit in the each number and the position of the first and third digits are interchanged, which of the following will be the first digit of the third highest number thus formed?
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