Persuasive Essay Writing On ABUSE OF INDIAN CHILD

Jose John August 5, 2013 No Comments
Persuasive Essay Writing On ABUSE OF INDIAN CHILD There has been open abuse of children in a number of ways in India. Girls in early teens in Hyderabad and Kerala are married to Sheikhs from Arab countries. It went to such an extent that the Waqf Board had to ask the Moulvis to bring such pending marriages to the notice of the board before solemnizing them. The abuse of girls on the border of Maharashtra and Karnataka where girl child is offered to the temple of goddess Yellamma as Devadasi is nothing less than throwing her to the flesh market. The harassment of both male and female child in the bonded labor market is well known. Both are sexually assaulted by the employer and contractor. Same is the story of girls in the tribal belt where the child is a prey for the forest employees, contractors and even government servants. The condition of children is worse in city slums, footpath dwellings and Indian Jails. They are sexually exploited by the slum dadas-even neighbors in the slums and on foot paths in metropolitan cities. Since there are not many juvenile jails in India most of the child convicts are kept in regular jails. Sexual abuse is a regular feature. Hard...
read more

Persuasive Essay Writing on A WEEKLY MARKET DAY

Jose John August 5, 2013 No Comments
Persuasive Essay Writing on A WEEKLY MARKET DAY Don’t rush. Drive slow. See the baby crossing the road, cried my sister. The driver slowed down the jeep. We were on the highway from Ranchi to Raigarh. But now at Patratoli the highway was overflowing with human beings of all ages- men, women, old and young –little children running on the road as if it was the courtyard of their house; and little babies trying to jump out of the laps of their mothers. I had seen weekly markets at different places. But the one at Patratoli- about half a kilometer long –as is a big regular market had come down to the roadside to be at the reach of the Vanvasis. Toys and toys and toys- all indigenous toys of wood, paper machine bamboo and even of stones. A three-wheel walkie for the kid to learn walking-a bird that would whirl in the atmosphere on a string- small wood toys- a whole platoon of soldiers with guns, a complete bands for the occasion of the marriage of your doll. The whole transport system- buses, trains, jeeps, cars, aeroplanes, ships and boats all are there to suit everyone’s pocket. At a little distance you will find an enthusiastic young man...
read more

Persuasive Essay topics on ‘A VISIT TO A HISTORICAL MONUMENT- THE TAJ’

Jose John August 5, 2013 No Comments
A VISIT TO A HISTORICAL MONUMENT- THE TAJ One has to attune one’s mind while passing from spiritual faith to mortal love. Holy Haridwar and Rhishikesh, the abodes of Saints were left miles and miles behind. I was sailing on the clouds of fancy. My soul was pining to see the monument that has immortalized the love between Shajahan and Mumtaz Beghum. My impatience changed into curiosity when I came across the board ‘Taj View’. On the other side of the Jamuna the ‘Dream in Marble’ appeared at a distance and was gone in a minute. An hour and we would be face to face with this seventeenth century monument. Entering the huge red stone gate you reach a platform, and the whole panorama of Taj complex is before you. A few stairs down-the canal leads you to the glamorous building. It is flanked by Cyprus trees. There are fountains in the middle. But they do no sprout as those of the Vrindavan Gardens do. They are the serene symbols of a tomb. The Taj stands on a raised platform. The octagonal shining white building has a perfect symmetry. In the big hall Shajahan enjoys eternal sleep with his wife Mumtaz. The two graves are surrounded with a beautiful...
read more

Persuasive Speech Topics on A MORNING SCENE IN MY TOWN

Jose John August 5, 2013 No Comments
Persuasive Speech Topics on A MORNING SCENE IN MY TOWN The soul of William Wordsworth experiences bliss when he looks at London from the West minister Bridge. His lips brimming with joy move in the appreciation of The beauty of the morning: silent, bare,        Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie        Open unto the fields’ and to the sky All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. That is what the city was to the great bard of nature on September 3, 1802. The industrial revolution had not yet made the city dirty. The poet still saw the glimpses of the nature in the flow of father Tames when at the end of the sonnet he says. The river glided at his own sweet will: Dear God! The very houses seem asleep; And all that mighty heart is lying still! That is what I too feel when from the roof of my house I look at the houses in the lanes and bye lanes – all leading to the roads. Peace and tranquility reigns supreme. The lanes look like small streams flowing to meet the river of the main road. The roads lead to the high way- they are not yet awake, the eye lids have...
read more

Persuasive Speech Topics on A DAY WHEN EVERYTHING WENT WRONG

Jose John August 5, 2013 1 Comment
Essay on A DAY WHEN EVERYTHING WENT WRONG It was a Sunday morning and I wanted to have a little more rest. But the dogs won’t stop barking. My room being by the side of the street it was I who had to face the gauntlet. I had only three hours’ sleep by five in the morning when the barking started. What throat the nature had provided this little canine with. They had no business to invade my dream land. But they did. The green lush sea shore, the distant boats dancing on sea waves, the coconut trees inviting the travelers to have a drink from the green fruit, I just enjoyed nature at her best- the scene changed. With a prince’s robe I entered the palace in the forest where the princess was asleep for the last hundred years in her golden surroundings just waiting for me to transform her with a touch. Lo! She was awake – the whole palace was full of activities. The sleeping beauty was just to embrace me when the evil dog barked full throatily. The princess disappeared-no trees-no sea-no dancing boat. I was there in the corner of my room. Let curse fall on the small canine that spoiled my morning. Mother...
read more