A marriage party

I love parties especially marriage parties as they are full of music, dance, food and glamour. Last week I attended marriage party of my friend’s sister. He belongs to a rich family. Party was arranged in a banquet hall. I loved to see latest trends in garments, jewelry and cars. It seems as if people were moving on ramp to show their assets. Food was delicious. Party went on till late night. I was the last to leave the place. It was a nice experience. Even today I relish the sweet memories of that day.

The postman

Postman of our area, Mr. Ramesh Gupta, is a very sincere person. He knows his work very well. He can tell any address of the locality. He has detail map of the area in his mind. He is working in this for last fifteen years. We never missed any letter or parcel. He is always in his khaki uniform. For illiterate people he also read the letters. He is always smiling, although his work is quite difficult. He has to cover long distances by his cycle even in the extreme weather. He is a hard worker. I like him.

A cold day

Last month I visited my friend in Shimla on his sister’s marriage. It was November. Weather was quite cool. On the day of marriage morning was sunny. Everything was fine till evening when suddenly weather turned stormy and rain started after some time. Barat had arrived in the marriage home. Everyone was shivering with cold. We arranged for coal hearths. People gathered around them. No one was enjoying music and food. We brought many quilts and pillows on rent. Guests comforted them and we served food to them near the hot hearths. Our sincere efforts changed everyone’s mood. Despite rough weather all function went nicely.

A hot day

Last Sunday was very hot. Temperature was above 40 degree even in the morning. One could not dare to go outside. As if it was not enough, electricity went off due to fault in transformer. Without fan and cooler it was really unbearable. We used hand fans, drank lots of cold beverages, but all seems ineffective before hot and dry weather. That day appeared too long to pass. In the evening some clouds gathered in the sky. A light shower brought the mercury down. We took breath of relief.

The policeman

Policeman is a sentinel of a society. He keeps eyes on criminal or unusual activities so that we can work and sleep safely. Without police there will be chaos in a society. He regulates traffic; he deters crime; he protects dignitaries, functions and festivals. He investigates crime and books the culprits. He works day-in and day-out to make our life safe. He is our true friend.

My school peon

My school peon, Mr. Umashankar, is a gentleman. He is very punctual. I always see him at the gate of main building when I enter the school in the morning. He greets teachers. He rings the bell. It seems that it is he who keeps the time table of the school. He circulates notices to the classrooms. He attends to the principal and other guests in the principal room. During any function in the school he works with enthusiasm. I never see him complaining.

My school garden

My school is situated near the most crowded market of the city. There is always rush of vehicles. But inside the school it is always fresh, thanks to the big and beautiful garden right at the entrance. School building starts after it. It has many trees, varieties of flowers and green grass. It is attached to the playground. We can sit in the garden in our recess period but playing is not allowed here. It filters the air of pollution and keeps our school’s environment cool and breathable. I love my school garden.

A cricket match

Sunday, IPL and final match is a thrilling experience. I had it in Wankhede stadium. Match was between Chennei Super Kings (CSK) and Kolkata Knight Riders (KKR). I went with my three friends. We had already booked our tickets. Stadium was packed. Our heart was throbbing. Excitement was increasing with each passing ball. CSK played first and piled a huge score. KKR followed with good strategy. They were chasing under very high pressure. They put heir best; luck was on their side and they came out with flying colours. On that day I learnt the importance of keeping cool under trying conditions.

The book I like the most

I am an avid reader. Book reading is my hobby. The book I like the most is a story book by Munsi Premchand. He is a well known name in Hindi literature. All his stories are close to the reality of Indian society. His characters are simple and from real life. He raised many social issues in his stories. He had a good understanding of his time. His stories are mirror of society. That’s why he is popular among common mass.

The donkey

Donkey is a beast of burden. He is very old friend of man. He is considered inferior to horses. People call him dumb because he carries burden day-in and day-out without complaining. But he is very valuable for his master. He can work for long hours. He can carry lots of weight. He never rebels. He has lots of patience. He is a symbol of hard work. He is especially useful in narrow and sloppy hilly tracks. He is a mute, calm and useful companion of ours.