Essay on Olympic Games Good or Bad

It cannot be denied that the Olympic Games have contributed tremendously to physical fitness and sportsmanship of young people throughout the world. To be chosen to represent his nation, an athlete or player hast to compete at many levels-towns, district, state, and national. In every one of these meet hundreds and thousands of athletes and players take part.

The athletes and players taking part in the Olympic Games are not housed in hotels or private homes. They stay together at an e3pecially-erected 'Olympic Village'. Here they mix freely for as long as sixteen days. The number of contestants has risen steadily since the first games held in 1896. Then 285 contestants, none of them women, represented 13 countries in Athens. At the 1960 Rome Olympic there were 5,902 contestants, including 651 women, from 83 countries. Thus the Olympic Games are capable of creating international good will and understanding even better than the United Nations organization.

Sadly enough, it is true that international rivalries do exist at Olympic Villages. The contacts between the athletes from nations normally opposed to each other are artificial, if not absent altogether. The organizations don't recognize international competition or award any points to any nation.

Athletes and teams win or lose individually and not as representatives of their nation. Yet some contestants feel so strongly about their national prestige that they adopt all unfair means to win their events. One has only to watch a hockey match between India and Pakistan to be convinced that international jealousy is very much there at the Olympic Games. The Olympic Games have in recent years become the venues of defection of athletes from certain other countries.
Though the games are considered to be independent of all governmental control, in effect they are not so. The national Olympic organization of every country depends on its governments have very effectively interfered with the conduct of the games.

Another point against the Olympic Games is that they expose the poverty of certain nations. If, they cannot afford to take part in the Games, cannot afford to send in a large contingent, or cannot host the Games if invited to do so, the radio and the press all over the world harp on their poverty. Often, these nations, merely for the sake of prestige, have to spend money, on financing the trips of their sportsmen, though it is needed much more urgently at home.

Thus, it will be seen, the Olympic Games are good if they are conducted in the proper spirit of sports. But as mere means of political display they will not only lead to waste of funds, but will harm the understanding and goodwill already existing between nations.

Essay on My Best friend

A real friend is hard to find. In fact every body who shakes hands with me or courts me with a smile or an embrace is not a friend in the real sense. He may be merely an acquaintance or sonic thing more. To be a friend there must be present some essential qualities in a person. He must be selfless, sincere and loving. He must never desert his friends under odd circumstances and must be ready to help his friend through thick and thin. He must be very frank and always ready to tell his friend the defects he has.

I am very fortunate to have a real friend at the school. Lean, tall and active, he has a lovely personality and charming manners. He is of my age and the son of a petty shopkeeper. His name is iftikhar. He lives in a modest house not far away from my home.

I have been knowing lftikhar since I was a boy. We had played together as small boys and have begun to like each other since. As fortune may have it we were admitted in the same school and the same class. Known as he was already to me. We cultivated liking for each other and soon became much attached.

Sober, good looking, and energetic, Iftikhar is a little taller than I. He has bright black eyes and a beautifully shaped nose. He is as attractive in his manners as in his appearance. Everyone who meets him desires to make him his friend.

lftikhar is sincere honest and faithful. Always, with a smile on his face and with a charm in his speech, he is ready to help me, to console me, to guide me and to show me the right path. I can never forget those days when I was bedridden due to jaundice and it was he who sat by my bed in a chair talking to me, consoling me, and nursing me. He refused to go home during the days I was ill. His presence was a source of great consolation and hope.

Intelligent, resolute and diligent as lftikhar is, he is one of the most brilliant students of my class. He studies for hours every day and urges me to study with him. He is very good at English and mathematics and helps me a lot in my studies. In fact, it is through his efforts that I have also become a good student.

One of the things, I love Iftikhar for, is his concern for me. If I do some thing wrong he points it out frankly. If I am ever seen with a bad boy, lftikhar takes it seriously and refuses to talk to mc unless I promise not to mix with notorious boys.

Iftikhar is neither proud of his knowledge nor ashamed of his poverty. Poverty, to him, is an outstanding characteristic of the House of our Holy Prophet. He is determined to be a self made man. He is religious and never misses a single prayer even in cold weather. He helps his father in his small business and takes care of his younger brother and sisters. He, sometimes, helps his mother in domestic work. And as far as I am concerned, I wonder what would have become of me without him.

Essay on My Ideal friend

A real friend is hard to find. In fact every body who shakes hands with me or courts me with a smile or an embrace is not a friend in the real sense. He may be merely an acquaintance or sonic thing more. To be a friend there must be present some essential qualities in a person. He must be selfless, sincere and loving. He must never desert his friends under odd circumstances and must be ready to help his friend through thick and thin. He must be very frank and always ready to tell his friend the defects he has.

I am very fortunate to have a real friend at the school. Lean, tall and active, he has a lovely personality and charming manners. He is of my age and the son of a petty shopkeeper. His name is iftikhar. He lives in a modest house not far away from my home.

I have been knowing lftikhar since I was a boy. We had played together as small boys and have begun to like each other since. As fortune may have it we were admitted in the same school and the same class. Known as he was already to me. We cultivated liking for each other and soon became much attached.

Sober, good looking, and energetic, Iftikhar is a little taller than I. He has bright black eyes and a beautifully shaped nose. He is as attractive in his manners as in his appearance. Everyone who meets him desires to make him his friend.

lftikhar is sincere honest and faithful. Always, with a smile on his face and with a charm in his speech, he is ready to help me, to console me, to guide me and to show me the right path. I can never forget those days when I was bedridden due to jaundice and it was he who sat by my bed in a chair talking to me, consoling me, and nursing me. He refused to go home during the days I was ill. His presence was a source of great consolation and hope.

Intelligent, resolute and diligent as lftikhar is, he is one of the most brilliant students of my class. He studies for hours every day and urges me to study with him. He is very good at English and mathematics and helps me a lot in my studies. In fact, it is through his efforts that I have also become a good student.

One of the things, I love Iftikhar for, is his concern for me. If I do some thing wrong he points it out frankly. If I am ever seen with a bad boy, lftikhar takes it seriously and refuses to talk to mc unless I promise not to mix with notorious boys.

Iftikhar is neither proud of his knowledge nor ashamed of his poverty. Poverty, to him, is an outstanding characteristic of the House of our Holy Prophet. He is determined to be a self made man. He is religious and never misses a single prayer even in cold weather. He helps his father in his small business and takes care of his younger brother and sisters. He, sometimes, helps his mother in domestic work. And as far as I am concerned, I wonder what would have become of me without him.

Essay on Importance of Games

Games have been important to man since the days of yore. Sumerians, Babylonians an Ninevelians took parts in different games and sports and held competitions. Spartans, Romans and Greeks gave much attention to their physical beauty which they tried to attain through games and sports. Greeks held Olympic games every fourth years.

Nature realizes the importance of games, sports and physical activities. From the beginning a child takes interest in games and likes to play all the time naturally. The instinct of play is very active from the very beginning in man, animals and birds. We see the off springs of all animals and birds engaged in sportive activities and playing with each other. Thus, Nature wants us to realize the importance of games.

Games make us physically stronger and tougher. They develop our stamina and improve the lung and heart capacities and working. The heart muscles develop and become capable of pumping more blood with greater force at a time to cater the needs of our body cells more efficiently with the result that number of pumping per minute decreases and the heart gets more rest.

Games teach us social behaviours. We learn to respect rules and laws. We learn to submit to authorities. We learn to cooperate. We learn the principle of give and take. We learn to control our sentiments, reactions, and anger.

We learn to behave amicably. We learn how to compete fairly and how to try to achieve our goals honestly. We learn to realize our mistakes and correct them. We learn to pardon others for their faults. We learn the value of team work. We learn to face adversity. We cultivate the qualities of endurance, fortitude and tolerance. We get trained not to be nervous or be upset at the first failure but try to overcome the hardships and hindrances.

Games and sports also teach us not to be ashamed of failure or resent others superiority. They teach us to take part in the struggle for life like a sportsman, not to boast in success, and to forgive others for their shortcomings. They teach the value of discipline in life. They teach us that the important things are to participate, to Endeavour and to lace but the results are not important. When two people compete with each other one must lose, but the most important thing is to sec that in the competition how fairly, courageously and honestly they have taken part.

Essay on How I Passed My Summer Vacation

Being the best part of the year, I always love summer vacation. A student is free to do anything he likes during these couple of months. He can go to his relations, can take part in all sorts of indoor an outdoor games, or can go to Murree, Swat or other such places if he can afford it.

Last year our school closed on 15th of May and any father chalked out a programme to go to see my elder brother who lived in Manchester After getting visas we started one morning by Emirates Air Lines. We reached Manchester after a flight of ten hours, arriving at Manchester Airport at about 4 in the evening. We came out through the green passage where my brother and his wife were waiting for us. We reached his house and after tea slept for hours.

The next day we went to American Park situated at a distance of forty miles it was a beautiful place. Tue entrance fee was pound five each. We sat in a mini train, embarked a steamer that used to take passengers from one side of the lake to the other; and enjoyed the visit by taking part in every kind of items such as Merry-go-round, swings, horror show, wild water log flume, cork screw roller coaster etc.

One day we went to see the famous Stockholm zoo. It was a wonderful place and so vast that we got tired. My brother then took us to a mini train station. The train which rare about forty feet above the ground took us round the zoo. I saw birds, animals and beast of all kinds there. In a cage four asses from Pakistan were kept. Small boys and girls looked at these asses amazingly.

One night, we went to see the lights of Black Pool. Black Pool is situated at a distance of eighty miles from Manchester. In Black Pool the main road was decorated with coloured lights. The buses and the electric trains that ran along the road were beautifully decorated with lights. The shops were also decorated with lights, it took us about three hours to go from one end of the main road to the other.
A few days after, we again went to Black Pool during day. It is a very interesting place with all kind of amusements. At the gate of the amusement park a doll model of an old woman of life size sat on a chair and laughed loudly. She continued to laugh always without a pause. The amusement park covers about fifty acres or more. We could not see all the stalls due to shortage of time. The entrance fee at each stall ranged from fifty pence’s to two pound per head. F had even not dream of the wonders I saw there.

During our stay at Manchester we visited many places. All these places were far away from there and we had to pay entrance fee everywhere. Alton Tower, Railway Museum at York, the airport of Manchester, the old fort at Yorkshire, the great hanging bridge, the great Shopping Centre at Sheffield interested us most.
Our vacation was coming to and end so with sad heavy hearts, we returned to Pakistan.

Essay on My First Flight By Aeroplane

Last summer vacation my uncle who is a surgeon at Halifax invited my family to visit him. He sent the air tickets and a sponsorship letter addressed to British High commission at Karachi undertaking to bear our expenses there. We got passports issued to us urgently and after much difficulty got three months visa.

One fine morning we reached Karachi airport to take the flight. At the airport formalities were completed and we were then led to the Departure lounge. When the announcer’s call for the passengers for Manchester bound NA flight came, we walked down the corridor to the plane where after showing the Boarding Cards we were taken in and led to our respective seats.

At the appointed time, the doors were shut and the plane began to move slowly. Then it reached the end of the airstrip and began to run. Soon it rose in the air and then began to fly at a height of thirty thousand feet. To peep down through the glass fitted windows was thrilling. The trees, the hills, and the houses looked very small. After an hour the plane got down at Dubai. We were allowed to go up to the airport building where there were some shops filled with foreign goods. We remained at Dubai for an hour.

From Dubai the plane took off and headed for Frankfurt. It was a long and tedious journey. The air hostesses served us breakfast, lunch and tea. Some passengers were served with wine also but we were given Coca Cola. Small television sets were fixed in the upper backside of each seat and we enjoyed the television shows specially shown on these sets. Whenever the plane took off got down or passed through clouds we were warned to fasten our safety belts. En the way to Frankfurt we met many aeroplanes flying towards Dubai. At about 2 p.m. local time we reached Frankfurt.

At Frankfurt we went up to the shopping centre specially constructed for passengers. Each shop was crowded with foreigners. We stayed at Frankfurt for an hour and then took off for Manchester. The plane flew over English channel and England. It flew so low that we could see ships, cars, roads, houses and gardens. At Manchester we got down the plane one by one and got our arrival reported at the counter. Then we went to the waking room. Our relatives were waiting for us. We stayed at Manchester for a few days and then went to Halifax by car.

Essay on Scene at a Railway Station

My cousin had come to US from Lahore last March. After a fortnight he intended to return and got his seat reserved in Tezgam. We reached cant onment station half an hour before the departure of the train, bought platform ticket for three persons who had come to see the cousin off and hired a cooli to carry his luggage.

A ticket chocker was standing at the gate. We handed over to him our tickets. He nipped them and then returned them to us. As we stepped in I saw a large crowd. Some were standing or talking. Some were smoking and some were on the move. It appeared as if there was some fair. A few hawkers were selling their articles such as bangles, sweets, cigarettes etc. There were a few tea stalls and Pan cigarette cabins on platform number one which people had surrounded and were buying tea. cakes, pastries coca cola, cigarettes etc. There were some benches on which people were sitting.

After a few minutes, Tezgam was at the platform. Soon there was a stir. Everybody moved briskly towards the train. Everybody was trying to get in. Coolies were busy in throwing the luggage inside he compartments through the windows. There were shouting, callings noises and commotion. Sonic people were trying to get in to the train through the windows. There was such a noise and tumult as if Doomsday had come.

Since my cousin’s seat was reserved, I searched tar the conductor in-charge, who was responsible for reserved seat. He was standing at one end guiding passengers to their respective compartment in which their seal were reserved. We entered the first class compartment, put our luggage it the specific place and came out to have a stroll along the platform.

The commotion had abated but the noise was there. The train was full of passengers. Still the late corners were trying to get in. Some passengers who were lucky to get their seats were preventing the new corners from entering the compartment. Some were quarreling and some were enjoying the quarrel. Some were trying to pacify the two parties. We went up to the other end of the train. When we returned back, every body was inside the compartments and waiting for the train to move. We hurried to get my cousin seated before the departure of he train. As he entered his compartment, the signal was downed and the train whistled. We came out of the compartment and the train moved.

Essay on A Visit to a Zoo

A zoo is a place where different animals from different countries are kept. In other countries arraignments are made to provide their natural surroundings to these animals but in Pakistan they are kept in cages.

One day our family decided to visit zoo. It opens at 0800 hrs in the morning. We bought entry tickets at the main gate and went inside. As we walked a little distance, we saw some zebras looking at us. These were kept in an open space fenced with iron bars. Not far away was an other iron fence covered with wires. In this fence we saw antelopes gazelles, and other kinds of deer. Sonic of them were homed. Some of these dears were grazing and other were looking at us. From there we came to a water pool covered on every side with thick wires. We saw flamingos, pelicans, different kinds of storks, cranes and other water birds like coots, herons, ducks etc. Most of them were busy in catching fish and swallowing them. We stood and saw them for some time. From there we came to a series of cages where parrots of white, crimson, and multi coloured plumage were kept. We had never seen such beautiful parrots. Some bad crowns on their heads. A few yard farther there were cages of falcon and eagles. Some of them were dreadfully big. One was bald.

We, then, went to see tigers, hyena, leopards, lions, wolves and other carnivorous animals. They looked fearful. Some of them were walking to and fro but most of them were inside the rooms constructed for them. Nearby were the cages in which bears and grizzlies were kept. An obnoxious smelt came out of the cages.

We, then, went to see snakes kept in glass rooms. On the glass floor and walls, it was hard for them to creep. Nearby was the aquarium where we saw a lot of beautiful fish. We were astonished to see them. Some of those were multicoloured. From the aquarium we went to see otters kept in a pool. Not far away was a cage in which two lynxes were kept. They had spotted furs and short tails. We were now tired we walked out of the zoo and tested for quarter of an hour in a restaurant and then went home.

Essay on A Visit to A Museum

A museum is a place where objects illustrating antiquity, arts, science etc., are kept, exhibited and studied. In foreign countries there are museums for different articles such as railway museum, clock museum, fossil museum, natural history museum etc.
During last summer vacation I was with my uncle at Halifax. We went to London for a week. One day we went to see British Museum . The museum is kept in a huge building comprising of many storey’s.

The antiquities kept there are divided into sections, such as coins and medals section, Egyptian antiquities section, Greek and Roman Antiquities section, Medieval and Later antiquities section, western Asiatic antiquities section, Prehistoric Roman British Antiquities section and so on. Each section comprises of many rooms, each for different period or place.
In the coins sections coins and medals of different periods are kept. We saw coins of Macedon (357 BC) and Silver Coins of Akragas (421 B.C). Coins of Kanishka of India were also there.

In Egyptian Antiquities section articles of different periods find dynasties are kept. We saw mummies kept in glass cases. We saw stone statue of Ramesses II, glass fish (1370 BC), cat goddess of bronze (600BC), a boat (1850 BC) and many other things.

In Greek and Roman Antiquities section, we saw statues, busts, vases, urns, paintings etc. The Portland Vase bearing the figure of Atlanta, and the head of Augustus made very beautifully, attracted our attention the most.

In the Medieval and Latin antiquities section a lot of things like Pegasus Vase, Venetian glass goblet and mosaic broach attracted us the most. In Western Asiatic Antiquities section, there were two rooms only for articles excavated at Nimrood. In them there were ivory carvings busts etc. A human headed winged bull (710 BC) was also there. This section comprised of 20 rooms. A goat and tree statue made about 2500 BC and the statue of a lion killing a negro were also there and impressed us the most.

In the oriental antiquities section a life size clay figure of a camel., Gandhara relics, a bronze statue of god Vishnu, a bronze ritual vessel (1200 BC) from china, looked grand. In Indian section we saw the royal robe and sword of Tippu Sultan, a hut containing all the articles used by an Indian farmers and other things. The museum was going to the closed at 5 P.M., so we left the museum and went to our hotel.

Essay on A Visit To a Hospital

Last March I went with my cousin to see one of my relations who was a student of Dow Medical College and lived in the Hostel. He took us to his room and entertained us. Then we asked him to show round the Hospital.

First of all we went to the Emergency room. There were benches, chairs and cots lying in the verandah and nearby rooms. In two rooms doctors were examining the patients. Three doctors were attending to the injured people lying on the benches or cots and groaning. A nurse was arranging to transfuse blood plasma. A few patients were getting glucose or saline drips.

Then we went to surgical block. The block comprises of two three-storied buildings. On each of the storeys big rooms were constructed. In those rooms general patients were kept. On every storey there was a room where a doctor and a few nurses were present. The records of patients were kept in these rooms on a table. There was silence all over the area. Then we went to see the operation theatres. They were very tidy. In the centre of each of the two operation theatres there was a table covered with milk white sheet. Over the table there was a big round light apparatus having five bulbs inside and a reflector. An orderly was sitting near the tablet.

Then we went to Neuro Surgery block. It comprised of a two storeyed building. Patients of paralysis, brain tumour and other grave brain diseases were kept there. Nearby stood the medical block. It comprised of there double storeyed buildings.

From there we went to Physiotherapy and Rehabilitation department. There we saw a lot of people getting exercises, diathermy, ultrasound massage and exercises on various specially designed apparatus. The special exercises for disabled persons were being given.
In the last we vent to see the kitchen room run under the supervision of a qualified dietitian. Male and female cooks were busy in cooking various items for the patients. It was hot inside. From the kitchen, we went to the hostel and took tea there.

Essay on A Journey by Air

Last summer vacation my uncle who is a surgeon at Halifax invited my family to visit him. He sent the air tickets and a sponsorship letter addressed to British High commission at Karachi undertaking to bear our expenses there. We got passports issued to us urgently and after much difficulty got three months visa.

One fine morning we reached Karachi airport to take the flight. At the airport formalities were completed and we were then led to the Departure lounge. When the announcer’s call for the passengers for Manchester bound NA flight came, we walked down the corridor to the plane where after showing the Boarding Cards we were taken in and led to our respective seats.

At the appointed time, the doors were shut and the plane began to move slowly. Then it reached the end of the airstrip and began to run. Soon it rose in the air and then began to fly at a height of thirty thousand feet. To peep down through the glass fitted windows was thrilling. The trees, the hills, and the houses looked very small. After an hour the plane got down at Dubai. We were allowed to go up to the airport building where there were some shops filled with foreign goods. We remained at Dubai for an hour.

From Dubai the plane took off and headed for Frankfurt. It was a long and tedious journey. The air hostesses served us breakfast, lunch and tea. Some passengers were served with wine also but we were given Coca Cola. Small television sets were fixed in the upper backside of each seat and we enjoyed the television shows specially shown on these sets. Whenever the plane took off got down or passed through clouds we were warned to fasten our safety belts. En the way to Frankfurt we met many aero planes flying towards Dubai. At about 2 p.m. local time we reached Frankfurt.

At Frankfurt we went up to the shopping centre specially constructed for passengers. Each shop was crowded with foreigners. We stayed at Frankfurt for an hour and then took off for Manchester. The plane flew over English channel and England. It flew so low that we could see ships, cars, roads, houses and gardens. At Manchester we got down the plane one by one and got our arrival reported at the counter. Then we went to the waking room. Our relatives were waiting for us. We stayed at Manchester for a few days and then went to Halifax by car.

Essay on A Journey By a Car

To travel by a car is something very pleasant and exciting. One does not feel imprisoned as one feels in a bus or a train. One is free to stop anywhere and enjoy. There are no strangers to spoil the pleasure of being with one’s own friends or relatives. It is more costly to travel by a car, no doubt, but the freedom and the pleasure it gives far compensates the high cost.

My family lives at Thatta and my uncle with whom I stay at Karachi decided to visit them. One tine winter morning during the winter vacation, this year, we started for Thatta in my uncle’s car. Two of my cousins were also in the car. W got petrol at a filling station and started at about 9 am.
The day was bright and cold. A cold wind was blowing. The sun was bright and hot which gave us warmth’s and comfort. After leaving the tall buildings and the busy road of Karachi behind we drove straight for Thatta.

Buses, wagons, cars and motor cycles ran along the road some bound for Hyderabad via Thatta and some bound for Karachi. The road was not very wide but the vehicles ran fast past us. Bused and trucks were driving recklessly.

We reached Gharo where a relative of ours was the manager in National Bank of Pakistan. There we stopped at the bank. My relative entertained us with tea and cakes which were available there. We stayed there for half an hour. The little town was busy and villagers had conic over there to buy articles of daily need.

From Gharo we drove straight up to Makli. At Makli we went to see the old tombs on the Makli hills. The tombs being looked after by the government were not in good condition. Then we went to see Abdullah Shah’s Mazar which was swarmed with his devotees.
From Makli we drove for Thatta. The road leading to Thatta was well built but had two blind turns. At Thntta market we stopped near the High School and thence walked on foot via Shahi Bazar to my home.

Essay on A Visit to a Hill Station

To visit a hill station is a great occasion. It proves a great relief when one arrives there after under going the scorching heat of the plane. One feels to have been transported from a hell to a paradise.
My uncle lives at Rawalpindi. During summer vacation last year, we went to see him. He was kind enough to take us one morning to Murree. We took a bus early in the morning. The bus ran along leveled road for some time and then began to run up hill. The road was winding with ninny turns come of which were blind and dangerous. At last we reached the bus stop of Murree.

Thence we went round the city on foot. We climbed up and up. There were tall conical trees Like cypress, pinus, fern, cedar and thuja. A part from these fruit bearing trees like apple, peach, almond, pear were also growing. The sweet fragrance of peach flowers was very refreshing. Green trees and plants, beautiful butterflies, varieties of lovely flowers and sweet songs of small birds enchanted us.
Streets were thronged with people wearing different dresses. Foreigners were also seen. Most of these people were busy n sight seeing. They talked, laughed or smoked. Houses were built in an irregular way. In some cases the roof of one was in the level of the front door of an other. Some houses were built on high hills and some on slopes. It was very difficult to climb up and we were gasping.

It was strange to see clouds floating around us. These clouds, sometimes, get access to a room through an open window and wet every thing present there. sometimes they gathered so thick that it became dark around us but soon they dispersed.

Kashmir Point is a beautiful place at one end of Murree. To look at the snow clad white peaks from Kashmir point was thrilling, no doubt, but it made the eyes painful due to reflection of the very bright light. Some people hired ponies to reach Kashmir Point. The ascent has over tired us so we rested for half an hour there. Then we returned to the bus stop to catch a Pindi bound bus. Over tired but happy we returned after sunset and lay down in our cots with eyes shut for quite a long time.

Essay on A Visit to a Historical Place Mohenjo Daro

Last winter, my uncle was posted at Shahdad Kot, a small town in Larkana and I was with him during my winter vacation. One Friday morning he took to me to Moen-Jo-Daro. We took a passenger train and reached Dokri. From Dokri we hired Yakka and after covering eleven miles reached Mohenjo Daro.

After arriving at the ruins of Moen-Jo-Daro we first went to see the museum. It comprises of a single hall. Things excavated at the site were kept there welt arranged. Tools, knives and articles of daily use were arranged on one side. Some toys, remains of a bullock cart, some earthen dolls, bronze statue of a dancing girl, a bust of a bearded man, some seals with figure of bull engraved on them and some inscriptions in a strange language were kept on the other side. In a glass almirah, beautifully made ornaments were arranged. These ornaments contained precious stones and were made very artistically. A necklace of ruby found under the skeleton of a young girl killed near a well in the great massacre by the unknown attackers was also kept there, It was made of ruby pieces. We marveled at the craftsmanship of the people who lived there about five thousand years ago.

After lunch we went to see the ruins. A guide led us along a lane paved with red bricks by the old residents. On either side of the lane there were ruins of houses. In every house there were ruins of rooms, a bath room and a well. The entire city was well planned with an elaborate sewerage system and covered drains. Then we went to see the great public hail and granary now almost mined. From there we went to see the great bathing poor. In this poor there was mechanical arrangement to let water come in and flow out at will. Near the pool some small baths were built where people were required to bath first before entering the pool.

Then the guide took us along a very wide road once paved with red bricks but now dusty with some bricks here and there. This was the main road. On one side, the guide told us, was the busy market place. On the other side ruins of the great palace of the Raah were lying.
It was now four O’clock in the evening and we had to return and catch the passenger train for Shahdad Kot. So we started on our return Journey marveling at the Civilization that had flourished in the valley of Sind, five thousand years ago.

Essay on An Evening at Cinema

I was Friday and was enjoying the holiday when two of my friends came to my house and asked me to get ready to go to the cinema for see the 6 PM Show. I asked them the seats had been booked, The reply was is negative.

We reached Bambino cinema hall at about four in the evening. To my surprise quite a good numbers of people were already present there standing in queues in front of the booking windows. We also stood in the queue before the booking window for first class tickets.
As the booking time approached nearer and nearer, the queues became longer and longer. Some people gathered on both sides of the queues requesting those who were in the queues to buy tickets for them also.

As the booking windows opened, the queues disappeared to a great extent. Every body was pushing others to get access to the window. A few goonda type persons tried to reach the window by diving over the heads of people.

There was commotion and tumult. There were shouts, and protests, It was with great difficulty that we got the tickets. As we came near the entry gate we saw some people black-marketing the tickets. These persons were either employees of the cinema or goondas who had bought the tickets before hand out side the cinema hall there was a crowd, shouting, talking and making noise.

We entered the cinema hall after handing over the tickets to the gate keeper who tore hall of each ticket away and handed over the other halves to us. A man led us to our seats. It was cool inside. In the dim light we could see people sitting, talking or moving side way to get to their seats. A soft murmur could be heard every where Hawkers were shouting out the names of the articles they were selling. We bought popcorn packets and chocolates. Just a few minutes before six a bell rang. Another bell rang a few minutes later with the third bell, the hall became dark and the noise stopped. At first some advertisements were shown and then the picture began. In the interval we came out of the hall and took Coca Cola. Then we went back to see the remaining picture. As the picture came to an end, national anthem was sting and we stood still. Then we came out the hall to go to our home.

Essay on A Morning Walk

A morning is the prettiest time of a day. Before the sun rises, the eastern sky becomes rosy and crimson. The colour fades away gradually and the sun rises like a great crimson ball. Soon it again goes down and then rises the golden sun. It illumines the hills, the vales, the trees the plants, the houses, the mosques, the churches and the temples. Every thing appears golden when the sun rises and is only warm and not hot.

Before the sun rises, a cold breeze blows. If refreshes the body and the mind and feels lonely. The morning walk itself is advantageous. It cases the stiffened joints, brings all muscles into action, makes the blood circulate faster and makes one active.

I and my younger brother love the morning walk. We start running from our home, cross the graveyard and cover a mile. Then we stop running and walk briskly for one and a hail mile up to Shershah park and then return. By breakfast time we reach home and after having a shower we sit to take breakfast.

We start from our home when it is still dark and it takes one and a half hour to complete the routine. We are so habituated to the morning walk that even Quetta wind or rain fails to stop us.
Once we had a queer experience. It was cold and the Quetta wind was blowing. We got lip hit earlier and started our routine. As we ran along the lane passing through the graveyard two constables Saw us and taking us for thieves ran after us asking us to stop. The wind was rough and was blowing from US to the constables and as such we did not hear them shouting and did not stop. That confirmed to them that we were actually thieves. They ran harder and over took us. They caught us by the neck from the behind but when they saw us they were amazed. They asked us why were we running. We told them that we used to run daily as an exercise. They laughed and left us. Since then I always begin my routine after Namaz.

Essay on A Visit to a Jumma Bazar

One Friday, I and my younger brother decided to go to the New Karachi Jumma Bazar as I wanted to buy some Australian Parrots. As we reached the juma bazar we were surprised to see the arrangement.

A large area of land was surrounded with 'Qanats'. Canopies were erected to make the area shady. The area was divided into different blocks for shops of different articles. There were blocks for general-merchandise shops, dry fruit shops, toy shops and others. People were busy in buying and selling things.

There was noise everywhere. At the vegetable and fruit shops we found that things were cheaper. But on close examination we found that the quality of vegetables and fruits was inferior. We came out of the block and went to see other blocks. Every where business was a rush.

In side the area fenced with 'qanats’ the shopkeepers were those who were permanent members of the Juma Bazar and had got their shopping place reserved. Out side the area there were non-member shopkeepers sitting on the ground and displaying their articles. There were cloth sellers, crockery sellers, shoes sellers, spoon and glass sellers etc. Thellas selling tea, burgers, sherbat, cold drinks and fruit juice were also there.

On one side there sat persons with liens and cocks. In a row there were persons selling parrots, pigeons, and other birds. They kept cages before them in which they kept the birds for sale. A few boys had brought only one pigeon in their hands to sell. There was a noise in the market as sale price was being discussed and fixed.

We tried to buy a few Australian parrots. With difficulty and after much discussion we agreed at a rate but when I put my hand in to the pocket it came out of the other end. Some expert pick pocket had cut open my inner pocket and had run away with my money. I told the fact to my younger brother and the seller. We had to return home on foot for we had no money to pay bus fare.

Essay on An Evening Walk

An Evening is a lovely part of a day. The sun goes down to the western horizon. Its heat abates and its dazzling brightness dims. Offices close for the day and people return home expecting worries free, and labour free hours of domestic repose, caress of loving children and their chatting.

My school is a double shifted one. I am the student of morning shift. At 5 o’clock in the evening I usually go for an evening walk. One day as I left my home, one of my cousins also met me in the way and willingly accompanied me. We walked up to the railway crossing and then took the track going along the railway lines. We passed by Liaquatabad railway station and after walking a few furlongs farther we turned to the left and walked along an other track.

Soon we saw a few men running around a field. Some persons were walking and talking. An old man with a Young boy of eight or nine years had also come for evening stroll. We soon left them behind. Then we came upon some people busy in flying kites. Other people and boys were standing around them looking at the kites.

The sun was now setting. It had lost its brightness and looked like a great ball of gold. The sky was crimson and the twilight looked lovely. Then the sun began to assume pink color, and finally it set.
Suddenly we heard a shriek. A very young boy was trembling and looking at a moving object. We looked at it and found it to be a snake creeping lazily away. One of the boys threw a stone at it which hit it on the back and injured it. It could move no farther but it raised its head and hissed. The boys began to hit it with stones. One hit it on the head and it came down. They continued to pelt it with stones till it died.

We then, walked on and took the path leading to (Haidry place). We reached Saifee polytechnic and from there took the street leading us to Paposh Nagar. In my evening walks I have never met an incident like this so I remember it to this day.

Essay on a Street Accident

Accidents in Karachi are frequent and most them are fatal. In this city life is very cheap. Nobody cares for the safety of others. The bus drivers, the taxi drivers and those who travel on motor cycles a ride scooters drive recklessly un-careful of the results. The long and time consuming court procedure and the bribery save these drivers and they continue to crush people to death.

One day I was waiting for a bus at Numaish. Suddenly, I saw two buses coming from Saddar. Both were of route 4A and were competing with each other, running speedily side by side. All of a sudden there was a big bang and the two buses over turned crushing a few motor cycles and a car with the occupants.

People stood stunned for a while and looked at the buses and then they rushed to take out the injured and the deeds. One of the buses was lying on the side it had the exits. It was too difficult to take People out of it. However a few lean and thin persons smashed the window glass and entered the bus through the It was difficult to bring the leads and the injured out. The injured persons were groaning or were un-conscious. The glass in front of the driver was smashed and the deeds and injured were taken on through the opening.

The road was closed. Dead bodies drenched in blood and the groaning injured men were laid on the road. Nobody could move art injured person without the permission of the Police. They arrived alter an hour. Mean while some persons who could have been saved with immediate medical attention had died of bleeding, shock or injury. A few persons who were still alive were rushed to Civil Hospital and Abbasi Shaheed Hospital.

The road, the buses and the crushed motor cycles and the cars were gory and red stained. Those on the motor cycles and in the car were all crushed to death. It was with difficulty that they were taken out hours after the accident. What a gloomy scene.

Essay on an Evening at Clifton Beach

English Essay on "An Evening at Clifton"

During my stay at Karachi, I had an occasion to go to Clifton, one evening. Clifton is one of the places of Karachi where thousand of pleasure loving people go daily and enjoy. He who does not have a car of his own, catches a Clifton bound bus at Saddar.

Clifton presents the scene of a great Lahore Meta every evening. A multitude, comprising of males and females of all ages gather at the beach. They talk, gossip or laugh. Children run, chase each other and enjoy. Hawkers and Theta walas sell Beetles, cigarettes, chats, mineral water, tea, other eatable things, balloons and other articles.

A wall has been constructed along the beach to keep sea water away from the beach. People sit on the wall and watch the waves coming and breaking at the wall. Camels and horses are brought by local residents. Children and even grown up boys and girls sit on them and enjoy short trips along the beach on them. Groups of people stroll along the beach talking, smiling or laughing.

I sat on the beach wall looking at the merry making people. It seemed that all cares, worries and worldly anxieties have left everyone it was thrilling to see children merry making. With the setting sun the shadows lengthened. The setting sun presented a lovely scene an the twilight made the western horizon colorful. The color, reflected in the water, looked so beautiful that I remained enchanted. With the coming of dusk, the people began to return one by one and soon the beach became deserted. I, too, climbed u the sloping beach and went to the play land.

The play land was flooding with light. Children sitting in small electricity driven cars were driving them. These cars collided with each other frequently. Some people were visiting the aquarium. I also went round the aquarium to look at the beautiful fish, I had never set eyes on before.

From the aquarium I went to the main hail the of play land. In this hail a lot of people were standing. Small boys and girls were busy in different video games. I also inserted a fifty paisa’s coin in the slit of a video game apparatus and peeped through the eyes glass. I saw deer, zebras and lions running fast. I was required to shoot them by pressing a button but I failed to shoot any. At last we were returned at my home.