Pharmacy

If Deepawali is the festival of light and decency, Holi is the festival of colour and wild fun and frolic. All the people seem to be affected by a divine madness. There is a sense of wild exhileration and all restraints are forgotten for a day. The season, the spring, seems to excite them. A sense of wild enthusiasm fills them all. Holi comes during the spring season, usually in the month of March. "Basant Panchami’, a month earlier, marks the beginning of Holi. People start collecting all their useless things which can be burnt. They are placed at strategic places in different localities. These are the bonfires that are burnt on the Holi eve. There is a legend behind it. It is said that Hiranyakashyapu, the evil king, wanted to kill his son Prahalad, who was a devotee of God. His sister Holika could not be burnt by fire. more...

We are a family of book lovers. A room in our flat is the library. The top shelves hold papa's books. Mama's books are many and are on three shelves. My brother Preet and I have our books. We have children's Encyclopedia, a Child Craft series and lots of story books and some comics. When we were small, mama used to read to us at bedtime. I love the books and keep the shelves neat and dust free. When I want to know more about something, I come and find out about it in the encyclopedia. I am proud of the home library.

Winter brings the memory of childhood holidays which were spent making snowmen. I used to live in Kashmir with my grandparents. The onset of winters brought chilly winds and long dark nights. The garden would slowly cover with snow. The bare trees would be heavy with snow flakes. The rooftops, hills and roads would also be covered with snow. My friends and I would spend the afternoon in my garden making our snowman. Grand ma would give us old clothes, hats, shoes and muffler to dress up our snowman. We would also have a competition for the best looking snowman. Children in the neighborhood would also be busy making snowmen. However our snowman would look real as we would put a lot of interesting decorations. I still look forward to the icy cold winter to make a new snowman.

I grew up loved and cherished as I was the youngest of my siblings. I always felt special. In the eight grade there was a girl called Sanju in my class. She was the duffer of the class while I was the comedian of the class. Everybody avoided Sanju but I always needed somebody to laugh at my jokes an even Sanju would do. One day, the literature teacher gave us a topic for an essay - "Who has influenced your life the most" and everyone was shocked when the teacher said that Sanju had scored the highest on this essay. Sanju came forward to read her essay and I was embarassed and overwhelmed when she read that she was influenced by me. Sanju said that the only person who treated her like she was not a duffer was me and that I had made her believe that she was a more...

Points: India has many beggars - some beg because they are helpless - some are professional beggars who do not like to work - appearance and habits - strict steps to be taken against beggary. India has many beggars. It is a poor country and there is a lot unemployment. So people who have no jobs and no food go to beg. Beggars are generally seen sitting on the roadside or on the way leading to a temple. Some beggars are really physically handicapped. They are blind, dumb or lame. Being helpless, they deserve our sympathy. But there are others who are professional beggars. They beg because they are lazy. They do not like to work. They find begging an easy way of earning money. So begging is their profession. Such people should not be helped by society. A beggar always looks dirty and unwashed. He wears torn clothes. He more...

Outline: Structure of society since ages and today. Reason for the emergence of the concept. Men’s thinking behind eve teasing and things included in it. Cause and survey of eve teasing. Judiciary actions. Conservative thinking. Since ages, the structure of Indian society has always been male dominant. In the modern time, the situation has changed. Today, Indian women stand head to head with males when it comes to equality and performance. However, with wave of women empowerment some new problems have aroused. When the women started to develop on their own without male protection, they made themselves exposed to public glares. The concept of eve teasing emerged during the 1960s. Men tease women, they harass and trouble them as they feel that they are weaker. Eve teasing is a threat that has grown at an alarming rate. It includes incidents of sexual harassment in public, or molestation of women by more...

The human body is such a "perfect machine"; it could not have naturally evolved. A particular creature having such an unusual, perfectly-designed body with a unique system of skills and traits makes one believe that there's no way this could have just happened. The human body is the most wonderful and perfect machine in the world. With care, it should last many years. With abuse or neglect, it may soon wear out. The human body has more than 10 to the power of 27 molecules with about one hundred thousand different shapes and functions. Interactions between molecules determine the structure and keep humans alive. The key to understanding all biological processes is recognition. The interactions between molecules let humans move, sense, reproduce and accomplish the processes that keep them alive. The human body is so magnificently complex, that one wonders how it could be the random result of the evolutionary more...

To be sick is to enjoy royal privileges. Normally, you may not be an important person in your house. But when you are ill you are the hero of the house, the center of attention. The entire life in the household is adjusted to your needs. There is absolute silence in the house: nobody talks loudly or moves about with a heavy tread. While none is permitted to intrude into your palace - the sick room - you are served quietly - with enquiring looks and mute attendance. The sick man has the freedom to sit or lie in any posture he likes in his bed. He changes sides more often than a politician. Now he lies full-length, then half-length, obliquely, head-and-feet quite across the bed. He tumbles, tosses, shifts, and thumps his pillow, making it serve the ever-varying need of his throbbing temples. His bed presents a wavy, furrowed more...

The favourite season of most people is either the spring or the autumn. They like mild seasons. The harshness and severity of the Indian summer and winter frightens them. In summer they often go to the cool hilly places and in winter to sea-resorts. But my favourite is the winter season. The sharp, biting wind, the chilling cold, the hail and the snow are like tonic to me. They fill me with zest and energy. Winter is the season of games and sports, both in plains and on hills. Everywhere people can be seen participating in various games arid sports. Cricket-fever grips the whole country. Commentary can be heard everywhere. All the young persons are outdoors. In the hills people can be seen, skiing and ice-skating. Picnickers flock at their favourite picnic-spots. The different types of scenes are fascinating. After the snow-fall in the hills everything is covered in whiteness. more...

My bedroom overlooks the garden. In the room is my bed, a cupboard, a narrow table and a chair. Besides these, there are shelves along two walls, where my books, computer and toys are neatly placed. Lacy curtains are on the windows and there is a bright patterned bedcover on the bed. My teddy bear shares my pillow. From the open window moonlight streams into the bedroom. Sometimes when I wake early I hear birds call. I look out for them on the tree outside. My friends love to come and play with me in my own room.