I have a friend. His name is Ratan. Ratan is the son of a rich man. We love each other dearly. We read in the same class. At home, we read together in a lonely room. Ratan's parents love me most. They give me Sweets to eat. During festivals my parents invite Ratan. Ratan has a little brother.
They both come to my house and eat cakes and sweets. We never quarrel with each other. I feel sorry if I do not see Ratan every day. He never stays at home when he does not see me. One teacher teaches us at Ratan's house. The teacher loves us equally. Ratan and I are always first and second in the class. Sometimes I get the first position. A real friend is a blessing.