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.

Essay on A Picnic at a Sea Side

English Essay on "A Picnic at a Sea Side"

Last summer, when I was at Karachi, my uncle decided to go to Paradise Point for an outing (for picnic). We hired a bus for the entire day and reached there at 8 in the morning. We hired a hut there, took our breakfast consisting of toasts, Jam and tea and bought fresh water from some local resident at rupees ten a tin.

Then ‘I, with my cousins, went for a stroll along the shore. We collected shells of different types and colors. Some conches were also collected. We talked of waves, storm, ships whales and sharks. Waves after waves came and wetted our feet which were without shoes. We moved a few steps up the beach but the waves chased us. By and by it was full tide.

After the stroll we decided to bathe but uncle did not allows us. He told us that the sea was high and stormy and it was not advisable to bathe. Reluctantly, we sat on the sand by the hut and played ludo for some time. Tired of ludo, we again went for a stroll. We met some other boys who had also come form Karachi for picnic. We talked about our schools, house and other things and then we decided to play Kabbadi.

We played Kabbdi for an hour and then Went to our hut we were hungry. The lunch was delicious. After lunch we rested for an hour listening to music.
My cousins had brought a football. We began to play on the beach. Soon other boys from neighboring huts joined us. We played a hearty game till we were tired. The sea had receded back by then. With the permission of uncle we entered the sea to bathe. He had given us a rope and had ordered us all to hold it during our stay in the water we were not allowed to go far or to swim. We enjoyed the waves that came one after another to drench us.

It was now evening. Local residents had come with ponies and camels. We sat on the camel in twos. The owner of the camel did not Lake us far. Then we had pony ride. All the money I and my cousins had in our pockets was all spent on these rides. We again went for a stroll along the shore and collected shells. By that time, the sun had set and it was dark. We decided to return and sat in the bus for the return journey.

Essay on A walk on the Beach

A Walk on the Beach

There are very few who don’t recognize the sights, sounds, and smells of one of the most visited places in history. Almost everyone has been there once in their lives, and even as small children, the experience never escapes. I have been fortunate to visit the beach numerous times, but one has stayed in my mind more than others. One most people have not had the chance to participate in.
Close your eyes and imagine a day at the beach. What do you see? Most would answer a sunny, hot, stuffed, but beautiful day. My experience is of a different kind. I woke up one morning during Spring Break in Gulf Shores, Alabama expecting the usual day. However, when I looked out my window, the sun was not shining and it was raining. Everyone was inside was watching television and my friend went shopping with her mom, so I seized the moment and suited up. I didn’t bring a lot of "cold gear" with me, but I did manage to find some wind pants and a sweatshirt.
Right away I was put in a place I hadn’t been before. I walked down the stairs that met the beach, and placed my feet in the sand. It was very cold. The sand was missing that mid-morning burn. This feeling that can be compared with walking on fire. In past years, I had to run for the water to save my feet from being scorched, but now I was wondering whether or not I should keep my shoes on. The beach was full of debris from the previous night’s storm, and I was walking on crushed shells and seaweed. It felt like walking on jelly as it squished in and out of my toes.
It was strange being on the beach and not having anyone out there with me. I remember walking down a strip of beach that was never so desolate. Looking left, I saw dozens of sand creations the rain had not been able to ruin yet. There were alligators, castles, mermaids, and many others.
When I looked right, I saw a different ocean than what had been there the previous three days. 

Essay On Village Life Essay On Village Uplift

Essay On Village Uplift Essay On Village Life 

Nobody can deny that with the growth of cities the villages have been considerably neglected. Ever since the light of Western civilisation came into our country we have been developing a craze for city life. Now-a-days the people are attracted to the cities for the comforts and luxuries of life which they cannot enjoy in their village homes. Under these circumstances we must try to improve our villages.

In the Punjab. Mr. F.L. Brayane was the first • official to think of village uplift. While acting as the Deputy Commissioner -of Gujrat, he studied villages at first hand, was grieved and shocked by the deplorable conditions obtaining in them.: and set about earnestly to reconstruct them.

First of all, he emphasises the value of education. According to him, ignorance, more than anything else, is responsible for the backwardness of the Pakistani peasant. Steeped in age-old ignorance, the peasant does not know his own interest. If he ignores the laws of health and sanitation, runs into enormous debts, or follows ancient methods of agriculture, it is because he lacks enlightenment. The remedy suggested is that primary education should be made compulsory for both boys and girls.

The second, the villager is content with passing his days in unhealthy surroundings. He does not care much if streets of village are dirty or if houses have no arrangement for fresh air. He allows dirty water to collect in pits and ponds situated about the village, with the result that they attract mosquitoes in and who spread malaria and trouble. Thus the villager is to be exhorted to keep his houses and streets clean by throwing the dung hills and rubbish into pits.

The third thing that a peasant is required to do is to improve his agriculture. Agriculture is the main profession of the industry in the village; and, of late, it has fallen into a rut. The peasants can .make it a paying profession by using scientific implements by importing bulls of excellent breed, by using better seeds, manures. and ploughs.

Lastly, the peasants are advised to shake off a number of social evils from which they suffer. It is seen that they spend money lavishly on marriages and births and are prone to be extravagant when they come by money. They are over fond of litigation. They commit murders over trifles; and resort to the court so often that they pay the best part of their income to the lawyers. The peasant, thus, is advised to get rid of all these evils.

There is no doubt that if the peasant acts upon these suggestions he is bound to prosper. He would be able to lead an infinitely better life, if he makes whole-hearted attempts to improve his home and his farm.

Essay On The Autobiography Of A Rupee

Essay On The Autobiography Of A Rupee.

I am coins of one rupee but this time I am very old and have been in circulation for many years. But I can still remember my early youth. My active life began when I was paid over the counter of a bank, along with other new rupees, to a gentleman who cashed a cheque. I went off jingling in his pocket; but I was not long there, as he gave me to a shopkeeper. The shopkeeper looked pleased, and hanged me on the counter to see if I were genuine. The he threw me into a drawer.

There were lot of coins in the drawer. I soon found I was in mixed company. I took no notice of the greasy copper coins as I knew they were of very low caste. I was condescending to the small change, knowing that I was twice as valuable as the best of them the eight-anna pieces, and sixteen times better than the cheeky little annas. Also found number of rupees of my own rank, but. I was the most beautiful of all of them. Most had become old and ugly, So I felt proud of myself.

Some of the coins became jealous of my beautiful look and showed very rude behaviour with me.. But a very bold rupee was kind, and gave me good advice. He told me I must respect old rupees, and always keep the small change in their place. He summed 'Second day the drawer was opened and. I was given to a lady. She put me into her purse. But the purse had a hole in it and, as she walked along the street.

 I feel out and rolled into the gutter, where I lay for a long time. At last a dirty boy picked me up; and for some time I was in low company passing between poor people and petty shopkeepers in dirty little streets. But at last I got into good society, and most of my time I have been in the pockets and purses ,of the rich.

I enjoyed a lot with their company.I do not have much time to tell the adventures of my life. I

have lived an active life, and never rested long anywhere. Anyway. I have had a better life than a rupee I knew who spent all his time locked up in a miser's strong box. What a dull life!

Essay On Supermarkets/Marketplace

Essay On Supermarkets.

Supermarkets are increasingly becoming a feature of modern urban life. In design and service, they are a departure from the old- fashioned markets.Instead of a number of open walled sheds of concrete pillars supporting asbestos roofs, the physical side of the supermarkets consists of the ground floor of an ultra modern four or five-story building with glass walls in front. The comparison does not stop there.

In the old-fashioned markets, the housewife goes to one corner of one of the long sheds to buy pork; from there she moves to another part of another shed to buy beef; she may then cross over to the shed on the other side to buy vegetables, and then move on to another stall in the next shed to look for fish -- all sheds, of course, enclosed in the same fenced compound.

By the time a housewife finishes her Saturday marketing for a week she might have walked in and out of the sheds, and across the compound, a distance of nearly two furlongs. As she prepares to enter the fish stall, she may find the municipal worker washing the floor, pumping water through a hose and may have to move away so as not to get wet. On her way across to the work stall she may see a blind beggar asking for alms. Old- fashioned markets are also very noisy places.

In the supermarkets all types of merchandise are stored and arranged neatly on steel shelves and glass walled show cases under the same roof enclosed by glass walls. There is neatness and orderliness. As housewife can buy all the merchandise by walling along the counter, picking and choosing what she wants.

The pleasure and pain of bargaining cannot be experienced in the supermarkets. Prices are fixed and labelled. It is for the housewife to choose whether or not she wants to buy a particular foodstuff. When she buys, she does so on the terms laid down by the supermarkets. If she decides not to buy tomatoes at 40 cents per pound, she may not find a nearby rival vegetable dealer calling her attention to try out his tomatoes. From this point of view, supermarkets are organised to establish monopoly in business by stifling competition.

Efficiency and promptness in service are maintained at the expense of the customers.
The comparatively high price a housewife pays for merchandise bought from supermarkets is in one way justified as foodstuffs are stored under strictly hygienic conditions. It is true that the customer can get a wide variety of foodstuffs under the single roof of the supermarket; but freshness of meat, vegetables, fruit and fish is lost when they are preserved in refrigerators and in the vast stores behind the paste board walls.

Exactly when the clock at the tower chimes five, the glass-doors of the supermarkets are closed. No frantic hurry is seen to dispose of the remaining stock at reduced prices as one can witness in the old-fashioned markets. At night we can see the display of goods in the brightly lit supermarket through its glass walls. The next day the same foodstuffs which have lost their freshness are sold at the same fixed price.

In the old-fashioned markets, the stall holders bring the meat of freshly slaughtered pig, goat or cow. and fresh fish and vegetables. It is the daily demand that decides the stock of their merchandise; whereas the supermarkets specialise in bulk buying and large sales.

We live in an affluent world where the influence of commerce and business permeates practically every facet of man's life. Supermarkets are creations of the ingenuity of the world of commerce and business to satisfy the desire of the affluent part of society for sophistication in service and merchandise even in the, sphere of marketing.

Essay On The Pesticide Problems

Essay On The Pesticide Problems.

What is the pesticide problem? To put it simply, pesticides are sued to increase productivity in agriculture to meet the growing demands of the exploding population. One of the ways of increasing productivity is by controlling and destroying plant and animal pets that pose a great danger to agriculture. For this, pesticides, such as weed killers, insecticides, and rat killers, are used.

Very recently you might have read in local papers that a rare disease had affected the rubber trees of Pulau Langkawi and some other parts of Kedah. Had the disease been allowed to spread, it
would have destroyed millions of rubber trees and as a result our country's economy would have been very adversely affected. To prevent this the Rubber Research Institute of Malaya used some form of pesticide for aerial spraying over the affected area, thereby bring the disease under control.

This is only one instance of the great benefit we derive from the use of pesticides. Without doubt pesticides play a vital part in the agricultural and general economic development of a country. This is particularly so for the over-populated, underdeveloped agrarian countries of the world.

While laying great emphasis on the benefits that pesticides confer on agricultural production we tend to ignore its harmful effects. The magnitude of the harmful side-effects of pesticides is a matter of debate. Nevertheless, the fact that there are harmful side effects in the use of pesticides is conceded by all. A public debate on the use of pesticides is an urgent necessity. We are strengthened in this belief by the fact that in some countries like the United States of America and Britain there is a complete ban on the use of certain types of pesticide.

Some of the harmful side-effects of pesticides include the poisoning of human beings, animal and plant life. Pesticides are used to kill certain pets that destroy crops; but these pesticides are not specifically meant for any particular type of pest. As a result when we use pesticides in an area, they kill some other organisms as well. We often hear of domestic animals that die as a result of eating leaves and grass from areas where these pesticides are used. When pesticides are used in an area they spread in the atmosphere, in the water, and are found in animal bodies. They produce complex interaction in animal bodies.

They produce complex interaction in animals and human beings. In places where pesticides are spread by means of aerial spraying over large areas of forests there is evidence of large scale wildlife casualties. The examination of large number of birds is another harmful side-effect of the use of pesticides in forests.

The destruction of plant life following the use of pesticides is acute when it is sprayed over an area where there is a complicated mosaic of different crops. What is meant to destroy a certain pest in a particular crop may destroy some other crop as well. In the case of spraying pesticides over vast areas that support the same crop, the possibility of destruction of other forms of crop or plant life is very remote. The poison from pesticides found accumulated in the animal and plant food that we eat could have harmful affects on the human species.

The frightening destruction of wild life and plant life by pesticides, and the dangers they pose to human beings have given rise to alarm and reaction against the indiscriminate use of pesticides. Considering the large-scale use of pesticides in nearly all countries of the world, and realising its harmful effects on human species, animal -- domestic and wild-- and plant life, it is of urgent necessity that all those concerned with the use of pesticides -- agriculturists, industrialists, medical authorities and conservation biologists -- should make concerted efforts to encourage research in the extend and magnitude of the harmful effects, and the manufacture pesticides only for certain specific purposes.

 In the meantime, if there is a strong case for the use of any pesticide with very dangerous side-effects, it should be dismissed in the large interest of human society.