Essay on my Likes and Dislikes

Essay Writing on MY LIKES AND DISLIKES

MY LIKES AND DISLIKES

I can’t pretend to be a great idealist or moralist. Thus I like a number of sources of enjoyment- Yes pictures are there. I would lie to enjoy programmes on TV and sometimes of radio too. But I would not like to sit at the idiot box all the time. There are good pictures; I have no liking for the pictures having too much display of sex and violence. There are some good serials and U.G.C programmes on the TV set. I like them. News on the TV is just reflection of His Master’s Voice –praise of government programmes. I have no liking for this propaganda of plans on paper only. They don’t recreate me. They bore me.

Essay on my Likes and Dislikes

I have a liking for poems written by great romantic poets like Keats, Shelley and Wordsworth. I have a liking for the modern couplets too. Materialism is all around us. So I want to be in a land of fancy with birds, rivers, seaside, the little babe, the blue sky, the green fields and the snow clad mountains. I wish to have their close company. As it is not always possible I take resort to the beautiful poems. I like to identify myself with many romantic characters of good plays and poems. I may not like to be a leech gatherer but I have liked him. I like some great tragic heroes like Hamlet and King Lear. Ah! I couldn’t be with them.

I have rather a dislike for a person who talks much about himself. A teacher shifting to his autobiographical pieces has never inspired me. Being my teacher, I just don’t want to use the word dislike for him. But I can use it for my friends and class-mates. I don’t like the people who suffer from sense of superiority complex. Naturally I don’t like a large number of leaders and Ministers who would sing songs of their praise.

I have no liking for a large number of so called religious dignitaries who make their Ashrams, Mosques or Church their fiefdom and exploit the people.

I, of course, dislike the fanatic and fundamentalists who have been killing innocent people anywhere in the world. It is just a pity that they kill people in India, in the region I like the most-the valley below the snow clad Himalayan peaks. I will have to be satisfied with standing at Kanyakumari looking at the Sun diving in the confluence of three oceans and bow to the grace of the Almighty.

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MY FAVOURITE BOOK : Essay Topics

MY FAVOURITE BOOK

My favourite book is Tagore’s Githanjali. The world is too much with us said Wordsworth. We actually ‘lay waste our power’ in earning and spending on favourite articles. Our books, our teachers all ask us to work hard to be successful in life. We are surrounded by materialism. I just want to remain away from this dirty world. Tagore’s Gitanjali gives me wings to fly away from this murky world to the land of imagination. It is not a frivolous fancy. The poems of Gitanjali elevate an ordinary man to be the spiritual level, even the common man can visualize god in his activities. The poems have a metaphysical approach. It removes the difference between man and God. Man is just a particle embodied in God and his creation.

Gitanjali begins with the Hindu sense of reincarnation when Tagore says ‘this frail vessel thou emptiest, again and again, and fullest it ever with fresh life’. According to Hindu thought all the activities are guided by all pervading spirit of God. The poet just offers a bouquet of songs to the Creator. He longs to meet him through these songs. ‘I touch by the edge of the far spreading wing of my song the feet which I could never aspire to reach’. For Tagore God is; Life of my life’, and he would try to ‘reveal thee in my action, knowing it is thy power gives me strength to act.

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My Favourite Book

It is not merely metaphysical thought that makes Gitanjali a classic Tagore comes to the lowest level of human and depicts true life without vanity. This poet’s vanity dies in shame ‘before thy sight’. Like Kabir he asks the worshipper in the temple ‘Leave this chanting and singing and telling of beads…….open the eyes and see they God in not before thee! He is there where the tiller is tilling the hard ground….he is with them in sun and in shower, ad his garments is covered with dust.

The philosophy of Adwait of Shankar as propagated by Vivekananda has influenced Tagore’s writing. When in search of his creator he shuts his eyes he feels “Here art thou”. But the question and the cry “Oh, where?” melt into tears of a thousand streams and deluge the world with the flood of the assurance “I’m. The world for Tagore is a journey. Man comes from God. His home is God. Wordsworth calls life ‘trailing clouds’ which has to go back to its real home. Tagore ends his offerings saying ‘Like a flock of homesick cranes flying night and day back to their mountains nests let all my life take its voyage to its eternal home in one salutation to thee’.

Besides this caving to fly to his real home Tagore has not missed his faith and devotion to the Motherland. He wishes ‘Into that heaven of freedom my Father, let my country awake’

Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high;

Where knowledge is free:

Where the world is not broken up

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Where worlds come out form the depth of truth;

Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection;

Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way into the dreary desert sand of dead habits.

Tagore’s Gitanjali is, in a nutshell, an encyclopedia of metaphysics, patriotism, the deception of common man’s toil- all leading to the realization of the Almighty who resides in man’s heart.

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Short Essay on My Favourite Games

MY FAVOURITE GAMES (or) GAMES I LIKE THE MOST

I had a fancy for some of the games played in developed countries and dreams of creating records in the international jamborees of Asian, Commonwealth and Olympic games. But the dream was smashed to pieces after the Sydney Olympics of 2000- the first in the new millennium. The fancy for cricket was already over by the match fixing scam. It is all the result of copying the West in all spheres. So that my imaginative faculty does not get blurred my mind came back to my homeland where the sum of civilization rose seven thousand years back.

So far as our games are concerned we have an egalitarian approach. Our games, in the past, were played by the rich and the poor alike. The most common game played in all the states of our country is kabaddi or TuTu. It has different names in different areas. But I have seen it being played everywhere. I like it the most as it is based in the spirit of cooperation of the whole team. If the opponent comes to say kabaddi all the six members of the team catch hold of one another’s hand making a chain so that once caught the opponent may not go out of their grip. All the six becomes a single chain. The opponent also tries to come out of their clutch as abhimanyu did in Mahabharata. He was not able to get out the kabaddi player may.

Essay on my favourite games

My favourite games

I am also interested in different types of races. I secured cups 200 meter race in the lower classes. I still run in the park and aspire for a better performance. Judo and wrestling too are of my liking. But of late I have taken fancy to yogasans. I wish they too are considered a part of sports. Sarvang asan and Surya namaskar are the two I have practiced. Surya namaskar is a combination of six asans and is very useful for keeping one healthy.

Another two games I have liking for are hockey and football. In these two too team spirit is very necessary. One has not to have the arrogance that he can push the ball in the goal himself. Passing the ball from player to player is necessary. Similar is the case with volleyball. Passing the ball for the final stroke by one who is at the net is very interesting. These three games are rather universal. India was once considered champion in hockey. For the last so many years we have lost our status as we are not able to practice it seriously.

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Traditional Indian games

I haven’t much fancy for indoor games. Let us leave table tennis and carom for the girls. They too have specialized in something. Of course they are entering the games on which formerly only men had a monopoly. India got a bronze in the Sydney Olympics-won by a woman-Malleshwari-in weight lifting. Let them enter their world of kho-kho. Let me be a champion of yogasans that require a little of meditation too.

Short Essay on A MORNING SCENE IN MY TOWN

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 yet to open. The dawn has all the more made them numb. The roads move in their stillness. Only a few hours later they will be crushed under the heavy feet of the mad traffic. They will themselves rush with sped.

Before the sun rises to its shining glamour let me enjoy the dreaming tenure of the cross at the church. The temple bells have started ringing. Lord Shiva is awake. The songs in his praise are moving the very soul of the people-men, women, boys and girls who just want to have a glimpse of the Lord to begin the day with a good omen.

Although there are not many pranks in my city. They come to life in the early hours. See the old couple moving slowly to enjoy fresh air. The young are in the lawns-some for brisk exercise- the others for yoga sans. Some young ladies run after the tiny kids who are running after butterflies. The birds too are awake and are twittering to the little human beings who have yet to learn how to walk. As the trees lengthen their shadows with the rising sun the park is left alone to prepare itself for its evening rush.

The street lights withdraw as the sunrays spread all over. The restaurant at the road crossing brims with life –a few minutes more and you will have a hot drink of your choice- a tea or coffee, vadas, idlis or dosha. The north Indian restaurant in the other lane offers jalebis and samosas.

It’s half past six. Half of the city is awake. Housewives are out with their kids armed with Tiffin box and water bottles waiting for the school bus or rickshaw. The young ones are more anxiously waiting for they have to bear the heavy burden of their bags and kits. They are disciplined chaps standing in a queue unlike their elders who would push one another after some hours to enter the bus for their office.

Now it’s time for me too to leave the glamour of my city where

Never did sun more beautiful steep

Never saw I, never felt, calm so deep!

Persuasive Essay Topics on Globalisation in Indian Economy

BE INDIAN BUY INDIAN

The invasion of multinational companies is a great challenge to the Indian entrepreneur. He is in a fix. He has praised the government policy. By liberalizing different spheres the government would lose its hold over the public sector. If this loss making nationalized sector loses its importance it will fall like the house of cards. The Indian industrialist is trying to seek an opportunity. As soon as the government is obliged to dispose of the assets of nationalized concerns Indian Companies would like to purchase them. The industrialist may be allowed to start their own concerns in competition with the nationalized ones. It has already been done in the supply of LPG in certain areas. It is our duty, as Indians to back these Indian enterprises so that the MNCs may not have a hold over our economy.

It is rather unfortunate that the Indian producer in the Cottage industry sector is losing ground. Under the liberalization policy the government has allowed the Multi-national companies to start their production or business. Now they are allowed to have 100% investment. They do not require the Indian investment. It means the whole profit goes to them. The MNCs have identified the areas in which they can have immediate profits. Quick food, cold drinks and ground species have been chosen by some of them. One can find all these in the market. These are the things that are manufactured in the cottage industries sector. These small manufacturers cannot compete with the big foreign concerns. It may result in the monopoly of the MNCs in these consumer goods. It is our duty to purchase the consumer goods manufactured at the local level. As Indians we should give preference to things made in India.

When the Britishers came to India they sought the permission of Indian rulers to start their business in India. In due course of time they monopolized all trade and business under East India Company. They went a step further and ruled India for more than two centuries. History is repeating.  Now a number of countries are trying to control the industrial, agricultural and financial spheres. If we allow them a free hand they will have their small economic empires in this country. Indians will be reduced to the state of second rate citizens in their own country. We should be careful about it and should not give free hand to them.

The foreigners, together with their business, bring their cultural influence too. They advertise their goods with pornographic models. An attraction to these is quite natural. The government is not able to check them. Some of the employees of these industries deal in drug trafficking as well. They also manufacture English wines. More breweries are going to be started. It is rather a great attack on Indian culture. It results in the exploitation of women on a larger scale as they shown as models in advertisements in half naked poses. By giving preference to foreign manufactured goods we spoil our industries, our freedom and our culture too. To be a good Indian we should buy Indian goods.