Faridpur
Faridpur may refer to:
Faridpur (Assembly constituency)
Faridpur Assembly constituency (Hindi: फरीदपुर विधान सभा निर्वाचन क्षेत्र) is one of the 403 constituencies of the Uttar Pradesh Legislative Assembly, India. It is a part of the Bareilly district and one of the five assembly constituencies in the Aonla (Lok Sabha constituency). First election in this assembly constituency was held in 1957 after the "DPACO (1956)" (delimitation order) was passed in 1956. After the "Delimitation of Parliamentary and Assembly Constituencies Order" was passed in 2008, the constituency was assigned identification number 122 and is reserved for candidates from the Scheduled caste community.
Wards / Areas
Extant of Faridpur Assembly constituency is Faridpur Tehsil.
Members of the Legislative Assembly
16th Vidhan Sabha: 2012 General Elections
See also
References
Faridpur, Uttar Pradesh
Faridpur is a town and a nagar panchayat in Bareilly district in the state of Uttar Pradesh, India. In the age of British Rule Ram Kumar Agrawal was the Jameendar, Collector and Honorary Magistrate of this town. After this his son Lala Laxmi Narayan Agrawal was the last Collector and Honorary Magistrate of this town. Presently Faridpur is famous for Jari work, Sarrafa (Gold and Silver Jewellery).
Geography
Faridpur is located at 28°12′31″N 79°32′17″E / 28.208611°N 79.538056°E / 28.208611; 79.538056. It has an average elevation of 215 metres (705 feet).
Pitambarpur is the only sub railway station of Faridpur.
Demographics
As of 2011 India census, Faridpur had a population of 69,700. Males constitute 52% of the population and females 48%. Faridpur has an average literacy rate of 66%, lower than the national average of 74%: male literacy is 67%, and female literacy is 64%. In Faridpur, 15% of the population is under 6 years of age.
==Education== There are some good intermediate schools by Indian town standards.
Podcasts:
Vertebrae
by: Christine FellowsA photo essay of a family in mourning
perforated ever so slightly to better let the lights
seep through
Sunday traffic clears a path
we float inches above the road
close our eyes and drive so slow
like we never need to get home
To clear the doorstep of flowers
throw open the blinds in his empty room
avert our eyes from his fingerprints
is there something I'm forgetting?
fall to my knees in the hospital parking lot
on the way in, arms full of branches
I am dead fall, dead fall
Last time I came here to visit him
I ran sunburn through the halls
my arms full of tiger lilies
I don't remember this
I was told to go home
To clear the doorstep of flowers
throw open the blinds in his empty room
avert my eyes from his fingerprints
is there something I'm forgetting?
(Why, when you know you should go, is it so hard to
leave?)
Came this far to say goodbye, to make things right
instead I fiddle with his blankets
fetching coffee no one would drink
I am not prepared
Through the hush of debts and the roar of engines
struggled to recall, this is how it ended
this is how it ends
Home,
turn the key in the door and fall
for what it seems like an awfully long time
there's something I'm both remembering and forgetting