Short Essay Writing on DUSSEHRA

DUSSEHRA

India is the land of distinct culture and colourful festivals. Each festival in India has its own meaning and purpose of celebration. The festival of Dussehra has a religious-historical meaning and inherent values. It is celebrated on Danshvi (10th day) of lunar month.

According to the great Indian epic, Ramayana, Ravana was a great scholar but a demon. He was the king of Lanka. He was killed on this day by Rama. Bengalis believe that Durga came on the earth this day. The meaning of Durga is victory of good over evil. We celebrate Dussehra so that our evils are destroyed and goodness triumphs. It connotes ten evils, which man should conquer as ‘Duss’ means ten and ‘hara’ means defeat.

Dussehra is celebrated in all the part of India with joy and fervor. The effigies of the demon kings, Ravana, Kumbhkarna and meghnath are burnt. The plays of Ramayana are staged and fairs are arranged all over the country. People feast and distribute sweets. The children wear new clothes and get toys and sweet.

In some communities on this day, sisters put a tilak on their brother’s forehead. They pray for their welfare. Businessmen worship their account books on this day. Dussehra not only brings joy but also inspires us to win over our bad instincts by good deeds and pious thoughts.

Essay Writing Topics on DIWALI

 DIWALI

Diwali is one of the most important festivals of the Hindus. It is celebrated with great enthusiasm throughout India. With this festival are associated so many lores and legends. It marks the victory of Rama over Ravana. As a matter of fact, Diwali is the symbol of the victory of the forces of good over evil.

On the day of Diwali there are hectic activities all over the country. People call and invite their nearest and dearest ones. On this festival, sweets are made and distributed among friends and relatives. People indulge in fun and frolic on the day of Diwali.

New clothes are worn by the young and the old, high and low. Children and teenagers are dressed in their most glittering and dazzing dresses. At the same time, during night, fire-works and crackers are also let off. The bright flames of the fire-works present and exquisite sight in the dark light.

The festival wears a lovely look. Everyone is well glad, gay and mirthful. Some celebrate in the most enthusiastic way. Some indulge in gambling. Gambling according to gamblers, forms a part of Diwali festival and whosoever does not gamble, becomes a doney in his next life. At night the people illumine their houses, walls and terraces with earthen pots. These glittering lights in the darkness of night preset a bewitching spectacle. A part from houses, public buildings and government offices are also lit up. The scene of light and illuminations is very enchanting.

At the night is performed ‘Lakshmi Puja’. The Hindus worship Lakshmi; the goddess of wealth on this day. They pray, so that, goddess Lakshmi may visit their houses.

Diwali festival is the festival of the whole country. It is celebrated in every nook and corner of the country. Thus, this festival also creates a sense of oneness among the people. It becomes the symbol of unity; India has been celebrating it even today which is both historical and religious.

A VISIT TO A CIRCUS: Essay Writing Topics

A VISIT TO A CIRCUS

My father is a man of modern ideas. He often lets me visit the cinemas, exhibition and circus. But I am very fond of circus shows than cinema or exhibition. The circus is of various types, but the circus which I saw last week at Parade Ground was the most impressive. In this circus were displayed the amazing feats of men, women and children. But the feats presented by animals and gymnasts were unforgettable.

The Olympic Circus arrived in Parade Ground in Delhi a fortnight ago. Last Sunday my father permitted me to visit the circus show. Three of my friends and I reached the circus gate in time to see the evening show. The circus was to begin in a huge tent, which was decorated by colourful electric bulbs and tubes. They gave a charming sight. We bought tickets and entered the tent. Inside the tent there were long circus rows of wooden benches and folding chairs. Everywhere there were people of different ages belonging to different communities. We got our seats in the front row and waited anxiously for the show to begin.

As the show began there was pin drop silence. Many interesting and strange feats were presented. We saw a tiger drinking water with a goat in the same pot, a monkey having ride on an elephant, a girl crossing a fiery circle a man walking on a rope without any support, a little girl driving a single-wheel bicycle and many other performance. The gymnastic feats presented by young boys and girls made our hair stand. The clown made us laugh throughout the show. He was dressed beautifully with a hat made of bird’s feathers on his head. He had a long nose and a pipe in his hand, just to look like the pied piper of Hamlin. His every action made us laugh. He walked and ran strangely.

I liked almost all the feats of the show but I was very much impressed by gymnastic feats. I was amazed to see them moving and bending their body like a rubber rod. I wished I could also build my body as flexible and elastic as the gymnasts had. Moreover I had read about the hippopotamus and the chimpanzee in books and magazines but I was able to see them live in circus.

I think these circus shows not only amuse us and entertain us but also add to our knowledge about the animals. At the end of the show we left our seats and came back to our homes. I told my father about the show as a memorable one.

A MORNING WALK: Essay Writing

A MORNING WALK

The proverb “Early to bed and early to rise” is well known and oft-repeated. It also reflects the wisdom and experience of life embodied in it. But only a few are there who are lucky to act according to this gem of saying. Unfortunately, I am a late riser because I go to sleep quite late. I have a habit of doing my lessons and homework when all is quiet, and almost all are in their beds. In the afternoon or evening I cannot pursue my studies, and so, practice my hobby or enjoy listening music.

Power-cuts, failure, breakdowns etc, are very common in Delhi. One day it was along power-breakdown, as a transformer had got burnt and destroyed. Our generator set was out of order. Therefore, that day I really went to bed with the lamb and woke up with the lark. It was an exceptional day for me.

That morning I accompanied my father for a morning walk. He goes regularly for his morning walk in the very early hours of the day. It is his habit. There is a very spacious District Park near our locality. It was early morning and yet there were many people in the park. But there were hardly any children. A pleasurable breeze was blowing. Some of the visitors were briskly walking. Some others were busy in taking exercise in groups or individually. Some others were strolling bare feet on the dew-laden green lawn. The birds were chirping and pecking for worms and seeds in the ground. The golden sun lent a bright radiance to the tree-tops. It was all pleasant and beautiful. It was really a wonderful experience for me.

In a corner of the park there was a large group of men and women doing yogic exercises. Their leader and teacher gave instructions, and the people followed him. There were a few familiar faces of my father as well. They exchanged good wishes and good mornings with my father. The fragrant and colourful flowers bedecked with morning dewdrops looked very fascinating in the soft morning sunlight.

After a round of the park, we sat on a bench for relaxation for a while. My father talked about many advantages of early rising and a morning walk. He said a morning walk was as good for our body as good food. It helped us, he said, to keep a sound body which is essential for a sound mind. Then we took another round before returning home. We felt quite refreshed, energetic but hungry after walk. It is not easy for me to leave the bed early in the morning. But that day I decided to get up early atleast on Sundays, to enjoy my morning walk with my father. Since that day I am a Sunday morning walker. There are exception but I try my best not to miss it on Sundays. And I have been quite successful. It has also helped me a lot to know about flowers and birds. My father is a keen bird-watcher. It is during our morning walks that he introduced me to golden oriole, magpie, bulbul and wagtails. Similarly my knowledge about many seasonal flowers was acquired during these walks. Now, I am quite familiar with hibiscus, crocus, tulips, forget me nots and many others.

Essay about THE SCENE AT AN ELECTION BOOTH

 THE SCENE AT AN ELECTION BOOTH

Democracy is the government of the people, for all the people and by the people. All political power rests in the hands of the people who meet once in five years in India to elect new members of the Lok Sabha which forms the central cabinet and runs the central government. The party in power elects Prime Minister who forms the Union Cabinet.

To elect the members of the Lok Sabha the people have to go to polling booths where they cast their votes. Only men and women above the age of 18 are entitled to cast their vote. Different parties put up their candidates and there are also independents in the field. People have to show their choice about the candidates. One, who gets the highest number of votes, wins.

Similarly elections are held for State Assemblies, Municipal Committees and even for Village Panchayats. The process of electioneering is the same in all cases.

Polling booths are put up where people go and cast their votes. The people can only vote in the areas to which they belong and where their names are registered as votes. There are tents of different candidates where their agents and supporters sit to help the voters in case they need any. The people who are entitled to vote stand in queues and the polling officers check up their names in the register. Then every voter is given a slip. On the slip he marks a stamp against the name of candidate whom he wants to elect. His finger is marked with indelible ink so that he does not come back for voting again.

With the voting slip in his hand, he goes to the tent where he is quite alone and puts the slip in the box which is sealed so that nobody can temper with it. After putting his slip of paper in the box, he comes out, and his work is over.

Upto 1995 this practice was followed. Since late 90’s the electronic machines are being used and voter has simply to press the button against the name of the candidate of his choice. The election scene is full of thrill and excitement. There is a lot of hustle and bustle. The candidates and their supporters suffer from the election fever till the last vote is cast.