A MORNING WALK ALONG THE SEA-SHORE, NARRATIVE AND DESCRIPTIVE ESSAYS Around 300 words

A MORNING WALK ALONG THE SEA-SHORE 

Outline: Walking: necessary for health – morning walk: a pleasant pastime – pleasures of nature – rising sun - powerful influence of the wide expanse of the ocean.

I always go for a morning walk along the seashore. Morning walk is a very healthy exercise. There is nothing more bracing for the tired body and the dejected mind. This morning walk always refreshes my body and spirit. It is more conducive to health than any other form of exercise. I take a brisk walk after a night's rest before I go to school. It freshens and invigorates my mind so that I am able to apply myself to my studies with redoubled energy.

The morning walk that I take along the seashore is also a pleasant pastime. I set off from my home at an early hour in the morning. I forget all my cares and worries and feel as happy as a bird. The walk acts like a tonic to my mind.

I have a meditative turn of mind. As I saunter along the seashore, I enjoy the pleasures of an elevated nature. I sit down for some moments in a lonely corner and listen to the soft murmur of the waves. Soon the sunrise glows near the horizon. I contemplate the heavens overhead. I see all nature clothed in its finery. There is a freshness of beauty about the palm-studded seashore. These whispering palms give me a keen sense of enjoyment.

As I move up and down the seashore, I see the rising sun. It paints the distant skies with a hundred different hues. It is a lovely scene. The birds hidden from my view among the leaves and the branches of trees greet my ears with their musical notes. The contemplation of these beautiful sights of Nature produces a wholesome effect upon me. Sometimes it urges me to study Nature with the zeal of a bookworm.

The wide expanse of the ocean has a powerful influence on my imagination. It leads to those lofty thoughts, which a walk in the countryside fails to inspire. The calm and beautiful silence of the ocean, broken only by the never-ending murmur of the waves, stills my soul. It acts as a tranquiliser. The great ocean, with its thousand tongues, speaks to me. As I have a philosophic and poetic mind, I can understand its mysterious language. The influence, which the immensity of the ocean exerts on me, is so great that it is no wonder that millions of people offer their prayers to the Almighty, facing the sea. 

Difficult words: 

Bracing - making one feel strong and well.

dejected - sad; in low spirits. 

conducive - helpful to produce.

brisk - fast.

invigorates - makes a person feel strong. 

soothing - calming an excited person.

ON STANDING IN A BUS STAND. NARRATIVE AND DESCRIPTIVE ESSAYS Around 300 words

NARRATIVE AND DESCRIPTIVE ESSAYS Around 300 words 

ON STANDING IN A BUS STAND 

Outline: I usually go to school in my neighbour's car – the neighbour went out of mumbai – I go in a happy mood to catch a bus – my experiences at the bus stand - queue - buses come and go, no admission - fight and chasing of a pickpocket - I take a cab in order to go to school.

I usually go to school in my neighbour's ramshackle old car. As such I am not subjected to the much-talked about rigours of a bus or train journey. However, the other day, my neighbour went out of Mumbai. I was left all alone to face the horrid experience of going to school by bus.

It was raining heavily. Even then I stepped out of my house with a very jaunty air. There was a light in my eye and a song on my lips : “Raindrops keep falling on my head”. I went to the bus stand in this happy mood, and lumbered up to the queue. It was a long one.

I waited and waited for the bus to come. It was almost like waiting for the Promised Land. Buses kept coming and going but the ravishing beauty at the head of the queue was still there, almost gummed to her spot. I dished out a little of my much-praised patience and waited.

By now, I came to know several people in the queue. They were all irritated. I tried to cheer them up a bit, but to no avail. Soon after this, I tried to while away the time by solving a crossword puzzle. In the meanwhile, one more bus arrived. The queue moved up fast and I was about to get in. But at that very moment a local goon jumped the queue and got in, and I was left out as the bus moved away.

Another bus came after 15 minutes. It was packed like sardines in a tin. I tried to get in but I was summarily pushed out by the hefty conductor. I just could not risk fighting the fellow. So I did not say a word and waited at the head of the queue.

The bus queue, by now, had become elephantine. Soon there was a fight. I saw a youngish fellow being manhandled by a mountain of a man. The former gave his adversary a couple of light blows and ran away. The big man shouted : “Pick-pocket! Pick-pocket“ The pick-pocket was seen running as fast as his legs could carry him, with some men chasing him. He climbed into a moving bus and disappeared.

By now I had made a big fool of myself. I had wasted a lot of my time for nothing. Now I would be late to school. I was scared of the comments that would be made by my class-teacher. Therefore, I hailed a passing cab and hopped in. I asked the cabbie to take me to the Podar School, Santa Cruz. The cab was soon speeding along at break-neck speed. Indeed, what an ironic situation! As a famous writer aptly remarks: “Patience and perseverance may overcome mountains, but they do not enable us to get our buses". 

Difficult Words: 

Ramshackle - nearly falling down. 

horrid - very unpleasant. 

jaunty - feeling self-satisfied and pleased with life.

HALF AN HOUR IN A RESTAURANT, NARRATIVE AND DESCRIPTIVE ESSAYS Around 300 words

NARRATIVE AND DESCRIPTIVE ESSAYS Around 300 words 

HALF AN HOUR IN A RESTAURANT 

Outline: How I went to a restaurant – remarks on the waiters – boards on the wall - restaurants bring about true national integration.

Though I occasionally patronise the school canteen, I rarely visit a public restaurant. The other day as I was returning from school, all of a sudden the sky was overcast and a heavy downpour of rain followed. I was compelled to take refuge in an Irani restaurant, which was nearby. The place was terribly crowded, though I was lucky enough to get a seat. The rain was a boon to restaurants, I thought.

There were so many people and there was such a bustle and confusion that I had no hope of being attended to. To my great surprise, a waiter promptly came to me and asked what I wanted. I ordered a cup of tea which he brought in a jiffy. I marvelled at the alertness, promptness and efficiency of the waiters. They had a remarkable power of memory, since they would announce, in a stentorian voice, the exact bill of each customer. Yet, their job must be extremely drudgery and monotonous. How better, I thought, was the self-service system that was adopted in the school canteen!

As I was sipping my tea, my attention was drawn to the boards on the walls with maxims and instructions painted on them. I was amused by three boards placed in close proximity to each other. One proclaimed 'God is Great', the second proudly announced "Grade Two', and the third instructed 'Do not Spit'. Can there be a better example of incongruity. Incidentally, I was wondering whether the instruction on the third board was necessary when I remembered our national custom of chewing pan.

Looking around, I noticed that the majority of the customers preferred tea to anything else. Over their cups of tea some of them quietly read newspapers and some others discussed private affairs or public issues, while the rain pattered outside. The people sitting in the restaurant belonged to different communities and religions, and spoke different languages. Such restaurants, I reflected, brought about true national integration, and in them could be seen the secular ideal in operation. What our political leaders and legislators have been unable to achieve has been achieved by these restaurants. 'The cup that cheers but not inebriates.'

In the meanwhile the rain stopped and, having paid my bill, I left the restaurant. 

Difficult Words: 

Patronize-support financially. 

overcast-darkened with clouds. 

refuge-shelter

stentorian - loud and strong. 

proximity-nearness. 

incongruity - oddity. 

secular-not making distinctions on account of religion. 

conformity-adherence. 

pattered - made a light, quick sound. 

integration-unity. 

inebriates-intoxicates.