Essay On My Neighbour

Last Sunday. we shifted our residence to a new Government colony. This colony is inhibited by the employees of the Government. .1hey belong to various departments and ministries. But my next door neighbours are really very tine. One is a Police inspector. lie has a small family. His son is a college student. Ile is a very intelligent boy. Ile often tells me very interesting stories.

The police inspector is also very gentle. His habits and temperaments are very tine. He considers himself to be the custodian of law and order. He never misuses his powers but always helps others. his wife is a lady of religious bent of mind. She is a God-fearing lady. She also extends to us deep co-operation.

The quarter, in front of ours belongs to a Principal of a school. He is an old man of 55 and is thoroughly gentle. Ihs behaviour is very nice. He helps the deserving students, by admitting them in his school. He gives fee concession to the needy and poor people. He has a medium sized family of two sons and a daughter. They are of helping nature. his daughter is my class-fellow. We go to school together. The Principal loves me very much. Sometimes he gives us very interesting lectures. It is a well-educated family.

The family. that lives at the back of our house is a middle Lindy. But the members of the family are really very dp.riemnp. I hey do not possess the decorum of a civilised people. I he lie;id of the family is an Assistant in Central Government. IIis belia lour is rude. He has quarrel ed with many people over trifles. I Ir• children are very naughty.

They beat other tiny children. Their mother is also a terrible lady. She often scolds her children. She being an uneducated lady always creates hell in her house. l'er\ one in the locality' is afraid of her. Most of the people are not On speaking terms with this family'.

But a majority of my neighbours are my friends. They are ..4)cial and of helping nature. I pass my time easily in their company. Neighbours are sometimes are helpful than Ono's relatives. We should ala s create a climate of friendship among our neighbours. I Iiti. i1111 lucky enough in having good neighbours.

Essay On The Day I will never Forget

Essay On The Day I will never Forget.The Day when Sub-continent was .partitioned was a day of inked feeling. It was marred by sadness as well as by happiness. People were happy because they were now free from the foreign rule hut sad because various tragic incidents were happening. As I was living in the Bombay district of India, I saw some ()I' the most tragic and painful events. When ever I remember them. I shudder. Mass migrations were the natural outcome of the partition.

People of one land were going to the other. In those days there happened most tragic incidents like kidnapping, abductions. arsons. murders. rapes. loots and bloodshed. I left my hearth and home on August 14, 1947 and reached Delhi vv ith great difficulty. From Delhi 1 caught a train so that 1 might reach I .ahore. near the border. I got some space for standing in the n Ain. I he train was packed to its capacity with the refugees. Main people \vere sitting on the roof of the train.

The train steamed on and sped very slowly On the way 1 saw one Man murdering ;mother with his sword. I was shocked to see this ghastly murder. In the meanwhile. our train reached a station. It was night time. It was a perfectly dark night. The driver of the engine refused to start the train on the pretext that engine was out of order. It was a difficult time for me. The train was standing at a wayside. The raiders attacked the train mercilessly. I took some of my belongings and tried to cross the bridge.

As I was very tired. I rested for a while. People were rushing forth screaming and crying. The families were disunited and separated. I spent my night on the bridge along with other people Who were also passing that dark and dreadful night there. But as ill-luck would have it. it rained very heavily. Rivers and streams were flooded. The gurgling water was gushing forth on the plains. Nothing could be seen. Many persons became the victims of cold and fell ill. There was no conveyance.

The fear was ruling my mind. Anyhow 1 ventured to walk through the water which was knee deep onwards to the city. As I was coming with some of my luggage. I stranger who snatched my belongings.. Thank God. the stranger did not play with my life. I then. ran immediately in a frightened manner. I crossed the difficult terrains in a bid to reach Lahore. were all the refugees were reaching.

I had not taken any food for the last two days. I was feeling very hungry but it was all in vain. I reached Lahore. I met a family which was my neighbour at my home town. The members of that family offered me some eatables and I thanked them. But as there were heavy rains and dirt: so, there spread an epidemic and I also became the victim of that epidemic. I had no money for medicine. All rested upon God. I escaped from the jaws of death.

'Me above dreadful. details of partition days always haunt my mind. When I recollect the grim instance of cold-blooded murders, mass killings and firings. I am simply shocked. But now I have decided never to remember those days of misfortune. Indeed I should like to forget this most unhappy and unfortunate day of my life.

Essay On The Day I Like To Forget

Essay On The Day I Should Like To Forget.The Day when Sub-continent was .partitioned was a day of inked feeling. It was marred by sadness as well as by happiness. People were happy because they were now free from the foreign rule hut sad because various tragic incidents were happening. As I was living in the Bombay district of India, I saw some ()I' the most tragic and painful events. When ever I remember them. I shudder. Mass migrations were the natural outcome of the partition.

People of one land were going to the other. In those days there happened most tragic incidents like kidnapping, abductions. arsons. murders. rapes. loots and bloodshed. I left my hearth and home on August 14, 1947 and reached Delhi vv ith great difficulty. From Delhi 1 caught a train so that 1 might reach I .ahore. near the border. I got some space for standing in the n Ain. I he train was packed to its capacity with the refugees. Main people \vere sitting on the roof of the train.

The train steamed on and sped very slowly On the way 1 saw one Man murdering ;mother with his sword. I was shocked to see this ghastly murder. In the meanwhile. our train reached a station. It was night time. It was a perfectly dark night. The driver of the engine refused to start the train on the pretext that engine was out of order. It was a difficult time for me. The train was standing at a wayside. The raiders attacked the train mercilessly. I took some of my belongings and tried to cross the bridge.

As I was very tired. I rested for a while. People were rushing forth screaming and crying. The families were disunited and separated. I spent my night on the bridge along with other people Who were also passing that dark and dreadful night there. But as ill-luck would have it. it rained very heavily. Rivers and streams were flooded. The gurgling water was gushing forth on the plains. Nothing could be seen. Many persons became the victims of cold and fell ill. There was no conveyance.

The fear was ruling my mind. Anyhow 1 ventured to walk through the water which was knee deep onwards to the city. As I was coming with some of my luggage. I stranger who snatched my belongings.. Thank God. the stranger did not play with my life. I then. ran immediately in a frightened manner. I crossed the difficult terrains in a bid to reach Lahore. were all the refugees were reaching.

I had not taken any food for the last two days. I was feeling very hungry but it was all in vain. I reached Lahore. I met a family which was my neighbour at my home town. The members of that family offered me some eatables and I thanked them. But as there were heavy rains and dirt: so, there spread an epidemic and I also became the victim of that epidemic. I had no money for medicine. All rested upon God. I escaped from the jaws of death.

'Me above dreadful. details of partition days always haunt my mind. When I recollect the grim instance of cold-blooded murders, mass killings and firings. I am simply shocked. But now I have decided never to remember those days of misfortune. Indeed I should like to forget this most unhappy and unfortunate day of my life.

Essay On The Day I Should Like To Forget

Essay On The Day I Should Like To Forget.The Day when Sub-continent was .partitioned was a day of inked feeling. It was marred by sadness as well as by happiness. People were happy because they were now free from the foreign rule hut sad because various tragic incidents were happening. As I was living in the Bombay district of India, I saw some ()I' the most tragic and painful events. When ever I remember them. I shudder. Mass migrations were the natural outcome of the partition.

People of one land were going to the other. In those days there happened most tragic incidents like kidnapping, abductions. arsons. murders. rapes. loots and bloodshed. I left my hearth and home on August 14, 1947 and reached Delhi vv ith great difficulty. From Delhi 1 caught a train so that 1 might reach I .ahore. near the border. I got some space for standing in the n Ain. I he train was packed to its capacity with the refugees. Main people \vere sitting on the roof of the train.

The train steamed on and sped very slowly On the way 1 saw one Man murdering ;mother with his sword. I was shocked to see this ghastly murder. In the meanwhile. our train reached a station. It was night time. It was a perfectly dark night. The driver of the engine refused to start the train on the pretext that engine was out of order. It was a difficult time for me. The train was standing at a wayside. The raiders attacked the train mercilessly. I took some of my belongings and tried to cross the bridge.

As I was very tired. I rested for a while. People were rushing forth screaming and crying. The families were disunited and separated. I spent my night on the bridge along with other people Who were also passing that dark and dreadful night there. But as ill-luck would have it. it rained very heavily. Rivers and streams were flooded. The gurgling water was gushing forth on the plains. Nothing could be seen. Many persons became the victims of cold and fell ill. There was no conveyance.

The fear was ruling my mind. Anyhow 1 ventured to walk through the water which was knee deep onwards to the city. As I was coming with some of my luggage. I stranger who snatched my belongings.. Thank God. the stranger did not play with my life. I then. ran immediately in a frightened manner. I crossed the difficult terrains in a bid to reach Lahore. were all the refugees were reaching.

I had not taken any food for the last two days. I was feeling very hungry but it was all in vain. I reached Lahore. I met a family which was my neighbour at my home town. The members of that family offered me some eatables and I thanked them. But as there were heavy rains and dirt: so, there spread an epidemic and I also became the victim of that epidemic. I had no money for medicine. All rested upon God. I escaped from the jaws of death.

'Me above dreadful. details of partition days always haunt my mind. When I recollect the grim instance of cold-blooded murders, mass killings and firings. I am simply shocked. But now I have decided never to remember those days of misfortune. Indeed I should like to forget this most unhappy and unfortunate day of my life.

Essay On My Country Pakistan

Essay On Pakistan Of My Dreams and  My Country Pakistan.Everyone in this world is prone to dream. One always makes a plan about his future. So, I have a Pakistan of my dreams.It would be a Pakistan in which there will be no reclaims. communalism and provincialism. First of all, I would root out communalism whatever its shape or form may be. All such tendencies which fan the forces of separatism and disruption would be eliminated.

Secondly. I want Pakistan to be scientifically advanced technologically better and agriculturally sound. I would like to build a Pakistan where science and scientific ideas and not the blind faith and fanaticism, crude emotionalism and coarse sentimentalism would rule. I would like to bring Pakistan at the apex of scientific and technological progress, because modern age is an age of science, every country that wants to prosper and progress must give impetus to science. otherwise it cannot dream of material glory.

The Pakistan of my dreams would be a Pakistan which is self-sufficient in food. All the waste and barren lands would be cultivated for achieving self-sufficiency in food grains. Agriculture would be given special attention because agriculture is the base of Pakistan economy'. An agrarian revolution would be brought about by launching intensive agricultural programmes and farmers would be asked to use better seeds and fertilizers and modern tools and implements.

Next. I would like the country to be highly industrialised. This is the age of machines and industrialisation of the country is a must if the country is to be taken to the zenith of progress and prosperity'.

I would also strengthen Pakistan's defence. The country' would be so strong that no enemy would ever dare to cast her covetous eyes on the sacred soil of Pakistan. Defence and security of the country would be of paramount importance. For this, the country would be equipped with all the paraphernalia of modern defence because people worship military power in the present day world.

Elimination of ignorance. and illiteracy would be my next endeavours. because these are also a curse. People would be educated on a mass-scale. Then the system of democracy would be workable. Individual liberty and freedom would be ad infinitum.

Another thing which I would like to see in Pakistan of my dreams would be the abridgment of the gap between the rich and the poor. National income would be distributed rationally among the sections of the society. Provision of food. housing and clothing to one and all would be given top priority in the Pakistan of my dreams. For achieving and accomplishing this socialism would be the only remedy which if practised sincerely would really usher Pakistan in an era of economic equality.

Thus. Pakistan would really be counted among the leading powerful countries of the world and would also guide those countries which are still slaves of big powers.

Essay On Pakistan of My Dreams

Essay On Pakistan Of My Dreams and  My Country Pakistan.Everyone in this world is prone to dream. One always makes a plan about his future. So, I have a Pakistan of my dreams.It would be a Pakistan in which there will be no reclaims. communalism and provincialism. First of all, I would root out communalism whatever its shape or form may be. All such tendencies which fan the forces of separatism and disruption would be eliminated.

Secondly. I want Pakistan to be scientifically advanced technologically better and agriculturally sound. I would like to build a Pakistan where science and scientific ideas and not the blind faith and fanaticism, crude emotionalism and coarse sentimentalism would rule. I would like to bring Pakistan at the apex of scientific and technological progress, because modern age is an age of science, every country that wants to prosper and progress must give impetus to science. otherwise it cannot dream of material glory.

The Pakistan of my dreams would be a Pakistan which is self-sufficient in food. All the waste and barren lands would be cultivated for achieving self-sufficiency in food grains. Agriculture would be given special attention because agriculture is the base of Pakistan economy'. An agrarian revolution would be brought about by launching intensive agricultural programmes and farmers would be asked to use better seeds and fertilizers and modern tools and implements.

Next. I would like the country to be highly industrialised. This is the age of machines and industrialisation of the country is a must if the country is to be taken to the zenith of progress and prosperity'.

I would also strengthen Pakistan's defence. The country' would be so strong that no enemy would ever dare to cast her covetous eyes on the sacred soil of Pakistan. Defence and security of the country would be of paramount importance. For this, the country would be equipped with all the paraphernalia of modern defence because people worship military power in the present day world.

Elimination of ignorance. and illiteracy would be my next endeavours. because these are also a curse. People would be educated on a mass-scale. Then the system of democracy would be workable. Individual liberty and freedom would be ad infinitum.

Another thing which I would like to see in Pakistan of my dreams would be the abridgment of the gap between the rich and the poor. National income would be distributed rationally among the sections of the society. Provision of food. housing and clothing to one and all would be given top priority in the Pakistan of my dreams. For achieving and accomplishing this socialism would be the only remedy which if practised sincerely would really usher Pakistan in an era of economic equality.

Thus. Pakistan would really be counted among the leading powerful countries of the world and would also guide those countries which are still slaves of big powers.

Essay On The Person I Hate The Most

Essay On The Person I Hate The Most .It is said that Man's body is the temple of God. I don't agree with the view. There are some human beings who are worse than devils. They can shoot down innocent bus passengers or attack the peaceful citizens. They can throw bombs anywhere and blow up buildings and factories in no time. It is not so easy to build but it does not take much time to destroy. Such people are a curse for humanity.

More and more persons are joining the ranks of terrorists. Some of them to save their religion, other to save their culture. they have never ready any book on religion nor have they anything to do with culture.
One of my class-fellows was caught by the police, he was planting a bomb in a local bus. He was never regular in the class and always occupied back seat. He never completed his homework and was always found sleeping in the class.

When the teacher checked him, he denied that he was sleeping. He could invent lies at the spur of the moment and never admitted his fault. Once he had to pay some money to the manager of the canteen. He threatened the manager with a dagger. The matter was reported to the Principal and the boy was rusticated. His parents came and apologised on his behalf. He remained adamant and refused to admit his fault.

I do not know what happened to him afterwards I was surprised to see his photograph in the newspapers. When I read what he had done. I really felt ashamed for him. He had brought bad name to Ilk. college. The police came to the college to enquire about his hack ground. We told Lie police officer, how he was expelled from the college. Ile will be tried in tire court and prosecuted. Thus, he has brought a slur on his parents, relatives and college.