Dipak kept himself abreast

Dipak kept himself abreast of the recent occurrences around the world. He was more curious rather about the space and this esoteric universe in which this planet called earth is floating. Once his father, Mr Choudhary, took their family to a goyle. It was a narrow ravine. But it seemed so wonderful to Dipak that he used to draw pictures of it coming home. He had read in a stroy that the Greek gods had ichor in their bodies instead of blood. Dipak wondered how gods could have bodies and where they did stay. Standing upon the plinth in their worship room, he clandestinely one day peered at the calendars and photos of their gods and goddesses. He was checking whether they had veins on their limbs and if he could trace any sign of ichor from outside. But then it struck to him that their gods were not Greek. Later, Dipak's mother, Mrs Sarala, came to know about his small adventure and he got a great deal of rebuke for standing on the sacrosanct plinth. 

Dipak had a frieze scarf woven by his mother. She frequently declared that sellers from hilly regions came down to our places with their cheap, coarse winter clothes and bamboozled us by shouting overrated prices. They once had travelled to Puri and their Dipak built a sand-temple upon the shoal of the ocean. At that time, his mother became so withered. Doctor uncle recommended to take her outside.