Students anxiously wait for the arrival of the summer vacation. During the examinations everybody works hard. After undergoing a lot of mental strain one would like to rest and relax.

Our school closed on the 30th of April for summer holidays. We had been planning at home as well as with our friends, how to spend the summer vacation. There were many proposals. My parents wished to go to our home town and be with my grandparents for one month. My friends proposed a trekking expedition. My classmates wished to go to Delhi on an educational tour for which our class teacher had also given his consent. I wished to avail myself of all three offers so that I could enjoy my holidays well. I made my parents agree to my going on the tour with my class. They agreed to postpone our journey to our home town by two weeks. My friends agreed to have the trekking after my return from both the journeys.

My class teacher had arranged for the railway concession for the forty students of our class. We boarded the Rajadhani Express bound for Delhi. Our class teacher had booked rooms for our stay in hotel near Connaught Place. It was my first visit to Delhi and the sights of the capital city attracted me very much. Delhi is a city of monumental buildings and we visited all of them. We arranged a conducted tour to visit the city. The Qutab Minar which was built in the 13th century during the time of Slave Dynasty was a centre of attraction. We also saw the Parliament House, Rashtrapathibhavan, Mughal Gardens, Raj Ghat and Shantivan. From Delhi we went to Agra to see the Taj Mahal which is a wonder in marble. We returned from Delhi, very much refreshed and happy.

The next journey was to our home town near Nagpur. My father had booked our seats by the Bombay Mail. We got down at Nagpur and took a car to reach my grandparents’ house. We stayed there for three weeks. Returning by the middle of June, I also went on trekking-trip with my friends to a nearby hill. Thus I spent my summer holiday fruitfully