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.

Essay On The Child Is The Father Of The Man

Essay On The Child Is The Father Of  The Man.Just as the morning foreshadows the day, so does the child reveal the future man it is going to be, showing all those tendencies which subsequently become distinct. A man is but an overgrown child, and generally retains in him some of the refreshing features of childhood.

The child may not be the spiritual being as Wordsworth has painted it, but it is fresh from God, and is quite innocent. We can observe its mind very easily and analyse its character. On doing so, we shall come across certain inherited dispositions, good and bad, which lie in it in a germic condition like seeds which one day would sprout up into flower and fruits. Byron calls the child "a rose with all its sweetest leaves yet folded". Polock says that children are "living jewels, dropped unstained from heaven." But all the same they are the to morrow of society and as such have imbedded in them the glory of manhood also, holding in their hands the destiny of the nation.

A man's destiny hinges on his childhood. It is, therefore imperative on our part to see that the child is able to retain some of his pristine innocence and purity when he grows up. The conventions and the false creeds of the world should not be grafted on his minds, so that in later years he may have some of the child's heart left to respond to the earliest enchantment.' The careers of many children have been blighted for want of proper care and training. If we want to give the child something positive, let us plant in him the seeds of those virtues which would bear only sweet fruit in life.

For the nothing is no necessary as a good home and a good company. We daily come across examples of men who developed rightly under right influence and of men who went astray because none cared to preserve in them the instincts of childhood.

Not that all the instincts of a child are to be fostered. The child is the father of the man. He has in him all those tendencies which would become prominent later on. So we should curb down the vicious tendencies and encouraging the virtuous ones. Only we should keep him free from the contamination of the social conventions as long as he is not able to form a mature judgment. Let us not teach him our so-called wisdom what will make him lose his angelic lustre and become a slave to customs and the world.

If there is anything that will endure.
The eye of God because if still is pure,
It is the spirit of a little child,
Fresh from His hand, and therefore, undefiled.
Nearer the gate of Paradise than we,
Our children breathe its airs, its angels see;
And when they pray God hears their simple prayer,
Yea, even sheathes His sword, in judgment bare,

Essay On Handsome Is That Handsome Does

Essay On Handsome Is That Handsome Does.This is a moral maxim, one which very beautifully expresses the superiority of ethical over material merit. It will do immense good to mankind if the noble and lofty teachings embodied in this and other such maxims were fully unfolded and their implications clearly explained.

Life is a development in which the endeavour of man should be to travel daily towards greater and greater perfection. A life which has no direction to move in and in which one only lives in the physical sense is called 'vegetation,' which means living like a thing without mind, growing merely physically. Such a life is a descending from the higher human level to a lower unconscious and unthinking level. The superiority of man over the rest of the creation consists in nothing but in this possession of mind and an urge to excel in things of the mind and the spirit rather than in things of the body.

From this point we come to the next. What are the great directions in which human life is to seek its perfection or the fullness of its development? These directions are variously called moral aims, ideals or values. An ideal is a state of perfection towards which we must endeavour to travel, but which is so high that we human beings„ with out limited span of life and the so many weaknesses inherent in us, many never hope to achieve it.

But there is great merit even in having felt the urge and the pull of the ideal and in having made an effort to rise towards it. A 'value' means an idea which represents something which is good in itself rather than for the sake of something else. A little distinction will make what we mean by value exactly clearly. Wealth is a good thing. but it is a not good in itself. It is good only in so far as it helps us to achieve some other ends, for example. the necessities of life, power, influence, etc.

These other things which come as consequence of possessing wealth in their own turn may not be good in themselves, but may only be a means to still further ends. On the other hand, contemplating nobility is something good in itself; it is desirable in itself, and we cannot imagine it to be only an intervening stage to the attainment of something higher than itself. It is itself the highest. It is, therefore. 'value'. -

The maxim which stands at the head of this easy expresses the 'conception of a value. Our criterion of judgment in life is ordinarily limited and shallow. We are carried away either by stupidity or by selfishness in valuing things of a lower kind.

Thus, we feel more pride in associating with a stupid rich man than with a wise poor one; we regard a man who is socially influential as fundamentally better than one who is not so influential. These are all wrong criteria and wrong judgments. Goodness does not lie in wealth and in power. These are merely amoral or non- moral things, neither good nor bad.

Their goodness or badness is to be determined by the direction which they take, by the use of which they are put. The thing which is really good, and which determines whether a man is good or 'handsome,' whether he is worthy of our praise or not, is this quality of doing something 'handsome,' that is morally good.

Essay On The Apparel Oft Proclaims The Man

Essay On The Apparel Oft Proclaims The Man.The words come in the parting advice to his son, Lasertes, Oven by the pompous and fussy Polonius. the Lord Chamberlain in" Hamlet- On dress he says:-

'Costly they habit as thy purse can buy; But not expressed in fancy; rich not gaudy: For the apparel oft proclaims the man."

That is, dress well and expensively, but soberly; and avoid the flashy and showy fashions of fops and denudes; for a man is often known by the clothes he wears. Wear the sort of dress that will show you to be a cultured and refined gentleman.

The most obvious illustration of this saying is the wearing of uniform. You can tell whether a man is a soldier, sailor, a policemen, or a railway guard, by the uniform he wears. You know a judge by his large wig and ample robes.. a lawyer by his black gown, a professor by his gown and cap and hood. But all that such uniforms tell us is the profession of the wearer.

They do not tell us what sort of men they are in character, All the privates in one regiment are dressed exactly alike; but they are very different men.

We can however, often learn something of men's character and habits from the clothes they' wear. A man whose clothes are always clean and well-brushed is a man of neat and tidy habits; whereas dirty or torn clothes tell us that the wearer is habitually careless and slovenly. Clothier, too, will often indicate the social position of the wearer; for one who is always dressed in the height of fashion is probably well- off and a gentleman; while one in an old shabby suit, or in rags, is probably poor, and even a beggar.

But all this does not carry us far. You will notice that Shakespeare says oft, not always:" The apparel oft proclaims the man". He knew men too well to think that one can always judge man by his clothes. And there are proverbs that contradict his saying; for example.

'' Appearances are deceitful". The outward appearance, the apparel a man wears, often conceals rather that reveals the man. Maly a vulgar, ill-bred man is dressed like a gentleman; and many a cultured and leaned gentleman is shabbily dressed. Remember these
other two proverbs:- Fine clothes do not make a gentleman", and Handsome is that handsome does".

The Kindness of Holy Prophet Hazrat Muhammad (PBUH) Essay

The Prophet Muhammad ﷺ taught love, kindness and compassion to his people, and was seen to be the most loving, kind, and compassionate of all of them. The Quran mentions his kind and gentle behavior in these words: “O Messenger of Allah! It is a great Mercy of God that you are gentle and kind towards them; for, had you been harsh and hard-hearted, they would all have broken away from you” (Quran 3:159).

There are many instances that show his kindness and gentleness, especially to the weak and the poor. Anas, who was his helper, said: “I served Allah’s Messenger for ten years and he never said to me, ‘Shame’ or ‘Why did you do such-and-such a thing?’ or ‘Why did you not do such-and-such a thing?’” (Bukhari, 2038).

Once the Holy Prophet ﷺ said to his wife: “0 ‘A’ishah! Never turn away any needy man from your door empty-handed. 0 ‘A’ishah! Love the poor; bring them near to you and God will bring you near to Him on the Day of Resurrection”. He ﷺ also went much further on to say: “Seek me among your weak ones, for you are given provision, or you are given help only by reason of the presence of your weak ones”. (Rahman, Encyclopedia of Seerah, VOL. VIII, p. 151) Allah Almighty is Kind, and the Prophet ﷺ imitated Allah’s example in its perfection by showing kindness to his servants and all creatures without any regard for their beliefs, color or nationality. The Prophet ﷺ said: “Allah is kind and likes kindness in all things” (Bukhari, 6601).

His heart ached within him at the corrupt state of his fellow-Meccans and their rejection of One God. The Holy Quran testifies to it in these words: “0 Muhammad, you will, perhaps, consume yourself with grief because the people do not believe” (Quran 26:3). In Surah Kahf, we read: “Then perhaps you would kill yourself through grief over them, [O Muhammad], if they do not believe in this message, [and] out of sorrow.” (Quran 18:6). And Surah Fatir says: “So let not your life be consumed in grief for their sake.” (Quran 35:8).

The Holy Prophet ﷺ took a great interest in the welfare of all people and had great compassion for people in trouble. The Prophet Muhammad ﷺ imitated the attributes of Allah par excellence and translated them into practice in the highest form possible for man. Kindness is an attribute of Allah, which has no limits. It is extensive and encompasses all things and all beings without discrimination. Likewise was the kindness of the Prophetﷺ. Heﷺextended it to all beings, both animate and inanimate and benefited all without measure. The Quranic words for the Prophet’sﷺkindness, Ra’ufun Rahim (Quran 9:128) are very intensive and comprehensive in meaning and convey the true nature and extent of the Prophet’s kindness to people. The Prophet ﷺ said: “One of the finest acts of kindness is for a man to treat his fathers’ friends in a kindly way after he has departed” (Abu dawud, 5123)

The issue of treating friends well was also extended to include relations: “He who wishes to have his provision enlarged and his term of life prolonged should treat his relatives well” (Bukhari, 5985). He emphasized on this matter because he deeply held the view that “Only kindness prolongs life, and a person is deprived of provisions for the faults he commits” (Ibn Majah). Bahz b. Hakim, on his father’s authority, said that his grandfather told him that he had asked Allah’s Messengerﷺto whom he should show kindness and that the Prophetﷺhad replied: “Your mother.” He asked who came next and he replied: “Your mother.” He asked who came next and he replied for the third time: “Your mother.” He again asked who came next and heﷺreplied: “Your father, then your relatives in order of relationship” (Abu Dawud, 5120). He dwelled on the issue of treating orphans humanely as he stated that “The best house among the Muslims is one which contains an orphan who is well treated, and the worst house among the Muslims is one which contains an orphan who is badly treated” (Ibn Majah, 3679). This means that the Prophetﷺcautioned his followers against general maltreatment of anyone regardless of his status. By extending good treatment from friends to relatives and now to neighbors, Prophet Muhammad ﷺ was intent in making all humans interdependent as he emphasized in the following words: “All creatures are Allah’s dependents  and those dearest to Allah are the ones who treat His dependents kindly” (Rahman, VOL VIII, p. 154). He ﷺ emphasized the kind treatment of women again and again in his speeches:

Treat women kindly, since they are your helpers; . . . you have your rights upon your wives and they have their rights upon you. Your right is that they shall not allow anyone you dislike to enter your bed or your home, and their right is that you should treat them well. (from the Farewell Sermon of the Prophet)

Once a number of women complained to the Prophet’s wives about their ill-treatment by their husbands. On hearing of this, the Prophet ﷺ said: “Such persons among you are not good persons.” (Abu Dawud, 1834). This condemnation by the Prophet himself was an indication that no one will be accepted before God who, while on earth, decided to be unkind to women. Another person said to the Prophetﷺ: “0 Messenger of Allah! My relatives are such that although I cooperate with them, they cut me off; I am kind to them but they ill treat me.” The Prophet ﷺ said this in reply: “So long as you continue as you are, God will always help you and He will protect you against their mischief” (Muslim, 4640). This was not only a way of bringing comfort to the mind of the worried person but one of the communicative techniques of the Prophetﷺto assure who ever found himself in that situation to look up to Allah to be consoled and protected. So it was pointless to preach vengeance to this kind of people suffering from this similar fate. Indeed, Prophet Muhammadﷺwas nothing short of a competent counselor.

He ﷺ was always counseling people to be goodhearted regardless of their sex, age or gender. Once Asma bint Abu Bakr’s mother, who was still an unbeliever, came to see her in Madinah. She told this to the Prophet ﷺ and said: “My mother has come to see me and she is expecting something from me. May I oblige her?” The Prophet ﷺ said: “Yes, be kind to your mother” (Muslim, 2195). This attitude of the Prophet was equally extended to Zainab as-Saqafia, the wife of Abdullah ibn Mas’ud and an Ansari woman. She went to see the Prophet ﷺ and to inquire whether it would be a charity if they spent something on their husbands and on the orphans under their care. The Prophet ﷺ said: “They will get a two-fold reward, one for kindness towards their relatives and the other for charity” (Bukhari, 1466).

There are many Ahadith concerning his kindness to animals, birds and insects: “Allah prescribed kindness towards everything; so when you slaughter any animal, slaughter it well; when you sacrifice, make your sacrifice good. And let everyone sharpen his weapon and make it easy for his sacrificed animal” (Muslim, 5055). He ﷺ made this kind of statement to demonstrate his love for both humans and animals. In essence, Prophet Muhammad ﷺ was equally showing his followers that he too is feels pain.