Autobiography Of A Tree (278 words)

I am a banyan tree sowed 200 years ago in a village of Rourkella, Odisha. I have passed through many ups and downs in my life. Experienced a lot, but still survived so many years, with getting nervous and performing my duty well.

One day, a young lad in his teens sowed my seed in front of his house. He used to water me everyday. One fine morning, I sprouted out my head as a small sapling. The boy was overwhelmed and started taking care of me a lot. But unfortunately, he died after 50 years and could not see me growing more!

I have seen everything of the village. Whether be it a birth of a child or funeral processions of someone who is dead, the whole village respects me a lot and thinks of me as an elderly member of the family. All the decisions and meetings of the village panchayat are held under my shade. And in each and every occasion they pay me offerings.

I too had lots of tree friends in this village but some wicked woodcutters cut them down with their axes. Some people say that they might cut me down as well but I don’t want that anything like that happens. Why should they cut me down when they regard me as the national tree of their country?

People think we trees don’t have any feelings but they don’t understand that we too feel happy and miserable at times. I don’t know how many days more I will survive  but I know one thing that my village loves me a lot and they will go on respecting me as they do.

Importance of friends (280 words)

I am really miserable from the last few weeks. Our vacations have not yet come to an end. I am missing my friends a lot. They are my best friends. They never leave me alone. I really cherish their company a lot. I can trust them all.

Friends are such persons who can share everything, from joy to sorrow. When we will be anxious and sad, they comfort us from anything. They take our reason to be gloomy and make us happy and cheerful. They give us company, encourage and inspire us. They are like our shadow.

A true friend is one who will help us when we are in trouble, understand us properly and has trust on us. Not the ones who will be our friend only for valuable things and leave us when we really need them. Friends make us smile when we are angry. They understand us if we do not say a word also. Sometimes when we are angry on any other person, they make us understand. They guide us and show us the right way.

To a friend, we can ventilate our feelings. If we do not express ourselves we develop tension in our mind. There are certain secrets which a human being cannot share with any one but a good friend. There can be lasting friendship only between unequal.

If there were no friends, then our life would have been full of misery. No one to share our feelings would have leaded us to depression. So, there is a great importance of friends, they are really worth full.

I am waiting to meet them and share my thoughts and moments I spent during vacations.

Autobiography of a Desk (295 words)

I am a very old desk. I have a long life history. It is full of happy as well as sad moments. There came times when I was happy and sometimes I was upset too.

Initially, I was just a log. I was cut along with a lot of other trees. Then we were loaded in a huge truck and taken to a factory, where we were given shape and made into huge desks. We were painted all over and were smelling of new paint. We were shining and looking very good. Then again we were loaded in a truck. This time we were taken to a large building which was the biggest school in our city.

I was proud to be a desk of this school. I was placed in a cold, damp room, beside a window. It seemed that the room was not opened for at least one month. Next day, a happy lot of girls entered the room. Two well mannered girls kept their school bags upon me. They both sat upon me and studied the whole year. They enjoyed sitting together and took great care of me.

But, next year came the naughty ones. They all jumped upon us, scratched us with compass and we felt severe pain. After each and every year came the naughty, naughtier and the naughtiest one. They started to hurt us in various ways and we got uglier day by day.

Now, I lay with all the other desks in a dark and cold attic, with scratches all over, wanted by no one. We don’t know where we will go, where is our destination. But, I still do miss the very first lot of children, specially the first two girls who shared a year with me.

An Interesting Book (269 words)

I have an interest and its reading. I love reading. It may be any kind of a book. This way I have a large collection of books. But among them I like “Screams at midnight” by J.D’souza, the most.

It is an adventurous story about five teenagers which consists of three siblings and two friends of their. They go out for a vacation to Pune. There they discover that there is a gang who smuggle the internal parts of small children and the mainspring behind all these is a man who wears the look of a saint.

The five teenagers go through a lot of adventures, ups and downs. But through all this their encouragement has been their parents’ consolation, their trust in each other and their faith in the Lord Almighty. When Dinesh, a five year old boy, was lost in a pilgrimage, the case came to their father who was a Police Officer. The five children knew that this was somehow related to the earlier cases and kept their nose to the grind to discover who the culprits were.

But, during this one of their friend, Ranjit was also kidnapped. Luckily, he was soon found but because of a grievous injury in his forehead, he went to coma. Still they did not lose hope. They went for investigation at Dinesh’s house and then to his friend Rakesh’s. They went to each and every temple to find out the fake saint. Finally they got their golden success!

I like this book because the author has a lucid style of writing which does not make the reading bore some. 

A Picnic – (292 words)

Man is a social animal. He is always burdened with the works of daily lives. No time for himself. From morning to night, he works and works and returns home dog tired.

As this is the story of every house, in my family too it’s the same matter. So, last month, we all decided to go on a picnic. Early in the morning we started the preparations and left by 10 am. We reached our picnic spot by 11 am. We had already booked a guest house. It was a delightful place. We had to park our car in the parking lot near the guest houses, then a short walk of about 5 to 10 minutes. Then we boarded a ferry and reached our spot.

It was almost like an island surrounded by a big river. There were many such ‘islands’ in the river with picnic parties on each of them. The river was surrounded by forests all around. We first went towards the river and dipped our legs in it. We enjoyed playing to our heart’s content in the nature’s lap. Fresh air was blowing which we don’t get in the deadly polluted cities.

By noon we were hungry enough to gulp down the delicious food prepared by our moms. Then we rested for some time listening to light music and relaxing, sightseeing the beauty of the sceneries all around us. At evening, we were back to our guest house. We took a little rest over there and began our journey to our homes.

I felt very sad leaving such a beautiful place, but I had to. Still now, the picturesque of the beautiful place is clear and vivid in my memory. It was the best picnic I had ever experienced.