Essay On A Street Hawker.A street hawker is a common sight in our tovvns and villages. A street hawker goes from one street to another and from one Mohalla to another Mohalla for selling his articles or food-stuffs. A street hawker usually comes with a basket full of articles placed on his head. He hawks his articles. Every street hawker brings articles and eatables of different kinds. Usually in the morning. street hawkers come with vegetables and fruits in their baskets. They hawk the things and vegetables which they bring in baskets.
The people who live in villages and towns hear the calls of the street hawker earl) in the morning. He brings with him fresh fruits and vegetables. On hearing his voice, housewives flock around him. They take from him the things which they need. Street hawkers have . to face sometime very odd customers who go on arguing
about the prices of various commodities. Sometimes he has to bow t6 the customers by reducing his rates.
Then there are other street hawkers who come on bicycles loaded with clothes, utensils and other articles of daily need and consumption.
All these are, no doubt, tough jobs. He has to labour a lot in order to earn his living. His profits are very small. He is generally a poor man. His clothes are also dirty. But with this small income he makes his both ends meet. The way he lifts the heavy load on his head or carries it on a bicycle is really a difficult job.
Some of the street hawkers carry on their heads very cheap things. By selling their complete stock they just earn a rupee or so. This shows the poor condition of these street hawkers.
If a hawker is a little innocent he is teased by the street urchins. These clever urchins sometimes steal away his petty articles and things while the poor fellow has to bear the loss. On the whole, a street hawker's condition is pitiable . because he wanders from morning till evening from place to place in order to earn his daily living. In Pakistan, the hawkers are innumerable. because, by investing less amount of money they start this business.
And Pakistan is a country inhabited by poor people. But there is no harm in earning Ono's living with hard labour. Every individual should earn his own living instead of becoming a burden upon others; It is dignity of labour which we all should respect.
The people who live in villages and towns hear the calls of the street hawker earl) in the morning. He brings with him fresh fruits and vegetables. On hearing his voice, housewives flock around him. They take from him the things which they need. Street hawkers have . to face sometime very odd customers who go on arguing
about the prices of various commodities. Sometimes he has to bow t6 the customers by reducing his rates.
Then there are other street hawkers who come on bicycles loaded with clothes, utensils and other articles of daily need and consumption.
All these are, no doubt, tough jobs. He has to labour a lot in order to earn his living. His profits are very small. He is generally a poor man. His clothes are also dirty. But with this small income he makes his both ends meet. The way he lifts the heavy load on his head or carries it on a bicycle is really a difficult job.
Some of the street hawkers carry on their heads very cheap things. By selling their complete stock they just earn a rupee or so. This shows the poor condition of these street hawkers.
If a hawker is a little innocent he is teased by the street urchins. These clever urchins sometimes steal away his petty articles and things while the poor fellow has to bear the loss. On the whole, a street hawker's condition is pitiable . because he wanders from morning till evening from place to place in order to earn his daily living. In Pakistan, the hawkers are innumerable. because, by investing less amount of money they start this business.
And Pakistan is a country inhabited by poor people. But there is no harm in earning Ono's living with hard labour. Every individual should earn his own living instead of becoming a burden upon others; It is dignity of labour which we all should respect.
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