Category: Essays

Some journeys can never be forgotten. It reverberates in our mind again and again. I had such an experience – the memory of my first train journey. Last year my school had organised an excursion to Allahabad in U.P. and thus I got the opportunity to travel in a train for the first time.The excursion group consisted of thirty students and three school staff. We reached Guwahati on 14th Oct. as our train reservation was for 15th Oct. by North-East Express from Guwahati. We got accommodation for the night in a hotel close to the railway station. The next morning at about 5.00 a.m., we reached the station.Our train, the North- East Express was already on the main platform. Our guide was quick to find our berths. We boarded the…

India has many wonderful monuments of exquisite beauty and great artistic charm. Among these, the greatest and the most fascinating is the monument called Taj Mahal. It can be regarded as a love story written in marble. Rabindranath Tagore called it, “A Dream in Marble”. For many others, it is a “poem written in marble” and “symphony in stone”. Today, it is reckoned as one of the Seven Wonders of the World.This great monument built in pure white marble was erected by Shahjahan, the Mughal emperor in memory of his beloved queen Mumtaz Mahal. He had loved her deeply while she was alive and when she died he wanted to perpetuate his eternal love for her by erecting a spectacular tomb. ADVERTISEMENTS: He took more than seventeen years to complete…

How to Write an Essay on a Visit to a Hill Station?Introduction — When and Where did we go? Where we stayed? What did we do and see? Our return Conclusion Introduction — When and Where did we go? Last year in the summer vacations I along with my cousin, decided to visit Mussorie a hill station in the Garhwal mountains of UP, also known as the Queen of the hills. We thus boarded the Mussorie express train from Delhi and the next morning we were in Dehradun, a city on the foothill of the mountains. The taxi ride from Dehradun to Mussorie was a two hour drive, with sharp and steep turns. The deep gorges, were enough to send a chill down one’s spine and so we desperately clung…

Sample essay on scene at a fair for school and college students. India is a land of colourful festivals and celebrations. As most of the people live in villages, people do not have many modes of entertainment as are found in the cities. Fairs or melas are thus quite common. It is the favourite event for village folks. Fairs are a good time for them to enjoy, entertain themselves, make merry and also sometimes buy and sell their cattle or grains. Some fairs thus have an economic basis while mostly religious beliefs and belief in local Saints and great men have given rise to a number of fairs. Recently, I had a chance to visit one such fair in a small town with my friend. The fair was a big…

Maharana Pratap was a great warrior and patriot in the regime of Mughal emperor Akbar. He took a vow to get back Chittor. A great battle was fought at Haldighati. The great Mughal army under the command of Man Singh and Prince Salim fought with Rana Pratap and his brave soldiers. Rana and his soldiers fought bravely to the last man. But at last they lost the field. Maharana Pratap was born in the family of Shishodia Rajputs. His father Udai Singh was a man of character. Other Rajputs had given their daughters to Akbar. But Udai Singh did not do so. To avoid fight with Akbar he left Chittor. Rana Pratap took a vow to make Chittor free from Mughals. He had now to run from-the place with his…

An Indian farmer is one of the most important members of society. He is the giver of food to the people, to all practical purposes. He gets up early in the morning and goes to his fields. Nowa­days, in a number of states, the days of plugging the fields with the help of oxen are almost over except or the farmers who are too poor to purchase a tractor. The farmer has many kinds of works to do. He ploughs his fields. He sows the seeds. He waters the fields regularly. He has to take care of the crops. He has to protect them against hail and frost. He has to apply compost and fertilizers. He has also to sprinkle insecticides and pesticides to protect the crops against pests and…

Lunch Break which is otherwise known as Recess is necessary for students. It is a delightful relief. The moment the bell rings, students shout with joy and many of them rush out of their classrooms. They either rush to the water taps or to the canteen to buy drinks and eatables. The school comes alive. Some students sit in the classroom itself. They form a small group and share their lunch over gossips and laughter. By sharing they get to eat a delicious variety of food. They try to finish eating as soon as possible so that they can save time to go to the canteen. The school canteen is the busiest place during the lunch break. There is lot of noise and rush at the counter. Everyone shouts out…

Every morning I take my school bus from the bus stand which is close to a crossing. One morning as always I was waiting for my school bus when this accident occurred. One bus crossed the amber light just as it turned red. The traffic police man on duty blew his whistle loudly but the bus driver did not stop. The traffic on the side roads had begun to move. One boy riding a motorbike seemed to be in great hurry. He moved ahead of all the other vehicles with an unexpected start. In this move he did not notice the speeding bus and before he could apply the brakes the bus hit him. With a jerk the boy was thrown into the air before he fell on the road.…

Last Sunday, I went to the zoo along with my uncle. We bought the tickets at the main gate and went inside. The first thing which pleased me most was the purity and freshness of air. The sight of beautiful green trees and plants was also quite exhilarating. As we went a little further, we saw a big lake like tank. I was greatly amused when I saw ducks, swans and other water birds swimming in water. Some of them were sitting on the banks and preening their feathers. We proceeded further, I saw a huge crowd of children and adults at some distance. As I saw carefully, I noticed a large number of monkeys and apes jumping from branch to branch. They were gibbering and staring at the onlookers.…

Every year, I visit one or the other hill station during summer. Last summer, I went to Shimla. I caught a bus from Chandigarh. The bus passed through many tunnels, which were quite dark and awesome. As the bus reached the outskirts of Shimla, all the passengers in the bus began to appreciate being welcomed by wafts of cool, soothing breeze. From the Shimla bus stand, I left straight for my uncle’s house. My uncle is a forest officer at Shimla. I was welcomed by my aunt who is a very generous, hospitable lady and loves me very much. It was a pleasant surprise to my aunt as I went there without any prior intimation. My aunt phoned my uncle at once and he arrived within a few minutes. He…