Last month my cousin came from Karachi. He was very eager to see the beautiful places of Lahore. I thought that a visit to the beautiful Moghal gardens, Shalamar, would be an excellent beginning to the sight-seeing tour  of Lahore. I invited two of my friends, and one fine morning we went to the garden. We had packed a big lunch basket. My friend Shafique had his guitar with him. On our way we bought some fruit and ice-cream from the bazar.
The sky was overcast, but not heavily. It was an ideal day for a picnic. A gust  of cool and fresh air greeted  us as we entered the main gate if the Shalamar gardens. A great number of picnickers were there. They had spread their carpets and mats all over the place and put their things there. Now they were walking in the garden. A large number of children were running about in every corner, shouting and laughing and holding multi-colored  balloon in their hands.
After some time, we found a small lawn in a corner of the garden which was still unoccupied . So we put our things there. A garden watchman promised us to look after our things in our absence.
We strolled  about the garden. It was so beautifully lait out that we could not find words to express our admiration . The beautiful trees, especially the tall, graceful cypresses , the well-kept lawns, the typical Moghal fountains  so different from the modern ones, and the different tiers  of the garden cast a spell  over us. My cousin from Karachi was tongue-tied  with delight. He had not seen anything like it in Karachi.
We were so absorbed  in the beauty of the garden that we forgot everything. A group of people eating their lunch reminded us that we were hungry. We returned to the place where the garden watchman was guarding our things from the birds etc. we thanked him and invited him to share our lunch. He gratefully accepted our offer.
After lunch we thought that a little sleep would do us a lot of good. So we lay down on the grass and fell asleep. It was three o’clock when my cousin shook my shoulder. My friends were already up, I washed my face and poured  some cold water on my head. Now I was fully awake.
My cousin wanted some tea. Our friend, the watchman, came to our help and brought us some very good tea. This put my cousin in high spirits . He asked Shafique to play his guitar. Shafique did not wait for the second request, and played a beautiful tune . All of us were spellbound .
Suddenly a peal of thunder  broke the spell. The clouds were thick and low. Most of the people had left. We collected our things and rushed out of the garden. Fortunately, we found a taxicab at the gate.
A memorable day had ended.
 tour سیر
 gust جھونکا
 greeted مبارکباد دینا
 multi-colored رنگین
 unoccupied خالی
 strolled چہل قدمی
 admiration تعریف
 cypresses سرد
 fountains فوارے
 tiers مقام
 spell جادو
 tongue-tied خاموشی
 absorbed منہمک
 poured انڈیلنا
 spirits انتہائ خوشی
 tune تال
 spellbound مدہوش
 peal of thunder گرج کی آواز
 tour a journey for pleasure
 gust a sudden strong blow of wind
 greeted give a polite welcome when meeting
 multi-colored Having different colors
 unoccupied empty
 strolled walk in a leisurely way
 admiration praise
 cypresses cold
 fountains Pool from which jets of water are pumped into the air.
 tiers levels of a structure
 spell acts as magic
 tongue-tied silent
 absorbed soak up
 poured flow in a steady stream
 spirits very excited
 tune A piece of music
 spellbound hold the attention of (someone) as though by magic
 peal of thunder Sound of thunder