My Hobbies

“An idle man’s mind is a devil’s workshop” is a well- known saying. And it is rightly true. A person who has no pleasant occupation for his leisure hours is likely to fuel into some mischief. So it is important to cultivate some hobby which is a pleasure giving pursuit. Life without a hobby is like food without salt. It is a hobby which makes living interesting. It is a pursuit outside one’s regular work. A hobby gives one joy and pleasure, one does not get tired of it. It is a pastime, relaxation, and leisure. In this way, while one is learning something, he is also making the best use of his time.

There are many hobbies like drawing, painting, gardening, stamp collection, photography, reading, sewing, crafts, embroidery, knitting, cooking, pet care, coin collection, etc. My favorite hobbies are gardening, coin collection, photography, and traveling. Gardening gives me immense pleasure. it%en I saw seed sown by me growing into beautiful plants and blooming flowers, it gives me a great sense of fulfillment.

I enjoy tendering my plants and watering my garden every day. It gives me satisfaction and helps in keeping myself active and busy. I grow flowers and vegetables in my garden. The greenery of plants and sweet fragrance of flowers is like the tonic for eyes and mind. In a world full of tension and pollution, it is a great relief to see beautiful flowers and lovely plants. Travelling is my other passion. Whenever I have an opportunity to visit a new place, whether a village, city, mountain or seaside, I never miss it. It is so thrilling to see a new place and meet different kinds of people. Whenever I travel around a new place. I take my camera and shot interesting pictures of people and the building.

My Family and Home

There is no place like home. My home is the best place for me. It is the place where I get all the affection and encouragement. I feel very secure and loved. I lived with my parents and a brother in a big flat. We all live together at home. All the rooms in my home are kept neat and tidy. There are three bedrooms. I share my room with my brother. One room is used by our parents and the other rooms are used as a guest room. All the rooms have the finest simple furnishings.

In the balcony, I have cultivated a mini garden of beautiful flowers and vegetables. Together, we are a happy little family. We consider it our own duty to maintain the house in perfect order. We share every kind of work. In the morning’s everyone is in a hurry to leave but as a routine, we eat our dinner together. We discuss various things and share our experiences of the day. In this way, we also get a chance to solve our problems in a good family way.

My father is a Chartered Accountant in a private company. He is a lively man with a good sense of humor. On the other hand, my mother is a strict lady. She is the Vice Principal of a public school. My elder brother is in college. He sings very well. He helps me in the study. I am proud of my parents and family.


My Role Model

India is a great country. And has given birth to many great person, like Buddha, Mahavira, Ashoka, Akbar, Mahatma Gandhi, Lokmanya Tilak, Rabindranath Tagore, Bhagat Singh, Jawahar Lal Nehru, Jagdish Chandra Bose, Ramanujan, Lata Mangeskar, Satyajit Ray, Amitabh Bachchan, Kapil Dev and Sushmita Sen. They conjure the image of India and provide inspiration to the younger generation.

However, India cannot just live in its glorious past, we cannot escape the reality of the present and the uncertainty of the future. We budding talents and unknown soldiers, who efface themselves for the nation, do not get their rightful recognition and credit. Often the close circuit of well connected and publicity-minded people rob the credit due to tot he other unassuming and simple people. I discovered this fact after my school visit to jhuggi cluster.

I became curious to explore the lives of street children. I met Raju who was selling Agarbattis at a traffic junction. He responded to my hand of friendship and took me to his jhuggi. He is an orphan and lives with his uncle. At the age of twelve, he knows many vocations like kite-making, spinning, carpentry, and a bit of motor mechanics. He can pull a rickshaw and can drive a three-wheeler and a tonga. He knows hires riding, swimming, cooking, and sewing.

He works about sixteen hours a day without any break or a holiday. He saves some time to study. He can speak simple sentences in English. He is dark but attractive and he can sing and make a good copy of film actors. He is smiling and happy. I can never imagine that an orphan boy without his own home, parents, school and money, can be so happy, talented and hard worker. Raju is my hero and role model. He is the symbol of those people who have been forgotten by our society. Raju is my role model, indeed.

My Principal

I read in M.J. inter-college Saharanpur. Shri Sher Singhji is my principal. He is a man of simple living and high thinking. He always weres very simple clothes. He wears trousers and bush shirts in summer. He wears woolen clothes in wither.

His behavior towards the staff members and the students is very nice and helpful. He loves his students very much.

He is very dutiful, punctual and regular. He reaches the college before the bell rings and sees everything. He inspects the offices and the classrooms to see if they ate clean and orderly. He is a man of discipline. He is strict in matters of teaching. He checks classes. No teachers reach late in his class. He checks and writes homework for every class. The peons are very active in their duties due to his strictness.

He has much interest in games and sports as well. Due to his interest, our college has been winning shields and trophies in District Tournaments for some years. He also arranges debates and dramas in our college.

The result of the Board’s examination is praiseworthy. Every day has high regard for him and respects him.


My Favourite Story

Children are fond of hearing stories by nature. I am also one of them. Our maternal grandmothers tell us many charming stories. I have read many stories. A story is always interesting. After some time we forget stories. But there are also such stories which mark a great impression on a person. Among such stories.

‘A Poor Honest Woodcutter’ is remarkable and impressive. There was a wood-cutter in a village. He was very poor. He used to cut wood in the forest. In the evening he used to sell the bundle of wood. The cost of the wood bundle was the earning of a poor man. He had a small family yet he could not save any money for rainy days. One day he was cutting wood with his axe on the bank of a river. Suddenly his ax fell down into the river. The river was deep.

The woodcutter did not know how to swim. He had no money to buy a new axe. He tried his best to get back his axe. He had no way but to weep. He began to weep in sorrow. On that spot, a water-god lived there. He felt pity. He came to the woodcutter and asked him, why was he weeping. The woodcutter told the whole matter. His axe was in the river. He could not get it. He could not purchase a new axe, The water god dived into the water and come out with a silver axe.

He asked him, ‘Is this your axe? ‘ The wood-cutter replied, ‘No Sir, it is not my axe.’ The water god dived again and come out with a golden axe. Showing it he asked the woodcutter. The poor man again refused to say that it was not his axe. He did not like to take this golden axe. The woodcutter was still sad. He was waiting for his own axe. At last, the water god brought the iron axe in the third dive. The woodcutter saw the iron axe and said to the water god, ‘It is my axe. I shall be highly obliged if you give me this axe.’ The water god was very pleased.

He had been testing the woodcutter’s honesty. He gave all the three axes to the woodcutter. He blessed him. Now the woodcutter was very happy. He thanked the god. The god disappeared. The woodcutter went to the market and sold the two axes—silvery and golden. Thus, he got a lot of money. He started a business with honesty. Due to honesty, he became a big businessman. He used to help the poor. He did not forget his poor life. It gave him inspiration for doing good works. Honesty is always rewarded.

Teacher-I Like Most

Mr. Ved Prakash Sharma is my favorite teacher. He teaches us English. He is also my class teacher. He wears white kurta and dhoti in summer and a long woolen coat in winter. He is an M.A. and B.ed. He has gone through with the English teaching course of C.I.E.F.L. Hyderabad.

He has many good qualities. He loves his students and teaches us sincerely. He never scolds the student who puts his difficulty before him. He explains things in a simple and sweet manner. I have a high regard for him. I consider him to be the best teacher at the school. He is the best English teacher of our city.

He has impressed everyone very much with his knowledge and behavior. He exercises a good influence on his fellow teachers. All the students regard him as an ideal teacher. He commands respect from all the college teachers and students. I am very proud of my Guruji. I love him a lot. May he live long!


My favorite book

The Ramcharit Manas is the book I like most. It is the best book that I have read. I have read it many times. ‘Ramcharit Manas’ was composed by Goswami Tulsidas.

The book is about Shri Ram, The eldest son of King Dasaratha who was exiled for 14 years at the move of saying Kaikai. Rama’s wife Suta and brother Laksmana also went to the forest with him. Rama’s wife Sita was abducted by Ravana the king of Lanka. There was a battle between Rama and Ravana. At last, Ravan was killed. Thus Sita was regained. 14 years later Rama returned to Ayodhya and was crowned as the king.

I like the sacrificing nature of Ram, Laksman and Bharata and their noble idea and deeds. I like the noble spirit of Sita. The devotion of Hanuman has no parallel. I like the book because it is full of noble ideas. Most Hindus treat this book as a religious book and keep it in their homes.

The Happiest Day of My Life

I think of my life there had been many happy days, like my birthday, meeting with the President of festivals and celebrations. But the happiest day of my life was the day when I gave the music performance for the first time on the stage. The date was March 3, 2011. The Mother International School organized an Interschool classical music competition.

Many students from different schools in Delhi participated in this. Some students rendered vocal songs, while some budding artists played tabla, harmonium, and Tanpura. The little artists enthralled the audience with guitar, veena, and sitar. Now, it was my turn. It was my first performance 011 the stage.

I felt very nervous and prayed to God to save my honor. However, after I started singing I forgot everything I was totally engrossed in rendering Rag Vihar. I even forgot if any audience was listening to me till there was loud clapping in the auditorium. I was thrilled with joy when my name was announced for the first prize. I was given a gold medal by the chief guest. I felt pride and happiness. This was the happiest day of my life.


Five Things I Like Most

We all have different tastes and moods. My dislikes are few but my likes are many. I have mentioned only five things I like. I list them as my home, my school, my friend, my pet animal, and nature. The reason why I like the most is given below. ‘East or West’ Home is the best. My first liking is my home where I know I am surrounded by those who love me.

My parents and my grandmother are fond of me. They are my true well-wishers as well as my best guides. The special place in my house is my room where I feel most comfortable. My second liking is my school. It is the seat of learning. Here, I have developed good habits and traits of character. Whatever I learn or do in the classroom and out in the field will have an effect on my future life.

I feel enlightened and well protected in the midst of books that propose me for a useful life. I have learned to respect and love in order to be a good social being. This is the place where I have acquired the treasury of many valuable thoughts. I am proud of my friend and our true bond of friendship. My friend is an asset to me. He is my support at times of difficulty. He shares my sorrows and doubles my happiness. I can always find him beside me whenever I need him.

In his company, I have learned to be morally strong and prepare myself for a respectable profession in the future. He is so sincere that he has never given me an opportunity to doubt his honesty and earnestness. I have a beautiful bird as my pet. This Indian parrot has green wings and a long tail. The curved red beak is strong and pointed. There are black rings around its neck. All these features make it attractive. It is well known that parrots can be easily tamed as they have a wonderful power of speaking in a human voice. Whenever I am alone I talk with my parrot.

I have a great love for nature. Nature is not human- hearted but it does touch human hearts deeply. During my holidays I go to any hill station of the country along with my parents, The hillside scenery is captivating. There is plenty Of fresh air greenery, beautiful flowers and no hustle-bustle of the city. I wish I could convert every city into a hill station so that every person can remain in the arms of pure and pleasant nature. The above-mentioned things are clear to me and they have influenced me in one way or the other so much so that I feel they are a part of me.

Five Things I Dislike

We all dislike what doesn’t please us. I have my own list of things I dislike. Five of them are my school uniform, partiality, selfishness, cheating, and flattery. I dislike my school uniform because I do not like to wear the same kind of dress every day. This makes me feel dull* It is monotonous. There is no uniform in college and everyone seems happy to wear their new clothes. Partiality is another thing I hate, especially when teachers do it.

They give good marks to the student they like and not to those who study hard and do well. The good student then gets a setback. This harms his progress and may even lead to harming his bright future. Teachers should give marks fully. Self-centered persons are annoying. They think and act only for their own benefit. Other’s sufferings and needs mean little to them. Such a person cannot be trusted. They are mean and even cruel. A person should sacrifice his interests when the occasion demands.

A person who understands the problem of others is noble in his ways and ready for help is loved and admired by all. Selfishness is evil. Students indulge in cheating during examinations in order to get good marks. But they do not realize that they are not fooling their examiners but themselves. They suffer the drawbacks in their learning when faced with realities in life.

Ultimately they are the losers. Flattery to me is sheer nonsense. I wonder how people can accept and feel happy about being flattered! Don’t they realize that the flatterer is only making fun of them? We must keep away from flattery. Prefer people who are straight- forward in their thoughts and actions. A flatterer can never be a good friend.