The day my dog died was the most unforgettable day in my life! I got this dog when I was eight years old, I took my dog on walk like every day nothing special.It was when we reached an intersection and was crossing a pedestrian line when a car turning left immediately rushed to turn after I passed him and suddenly I heard my dog crying so loud, I ran to him so fast sadly my dog got run over by the car which did not stopped at all and just drove of like nothing happened!, even though blood are gushing out of his mouth and eyes I was waiting for him to get up and play like he always dose. my Tears started to pour out and I carried him to the other side of the road , the smell was nauseating. yet I could not stop holding him as he takes his last remaining breath with agony, I was in pain , few hours ago he was playing around in my room and giving me the puppy eyes so I could take him out and now my little best friend is gone. My brother and I buried him in our yard. thought of all the good time we had together , he loved me so much and I loved him too. After everything I’d say that day taught me to accept the up and down of life and the inevitability of death itself.
In 1680, Aurangzeb allowed the British to trade at Surat by paying duties of 3.5 percent. An earlier law (1650) made by Shah Shuja as subhedar of Bengal had allowed the British to trade in Bengal for an annual fee of Rs3000.
