Previously essays on Journeys and Travels were generally asked in the high school exams question papers but in recently days these topics are frequently included in the college and competitive level exam papers. Thus for any student learning the proper way to write mark-fetching essays, paragraphs and article on Journey and Travel is very important
Yesterday, I was reading some good essays on the same topic. Let me take the opportunity to share the same with my fellow brothers and sisters here at RB.
1. A Journey by Boat - Essay
Last summer vacation was a period of joys and delights. I traveled through many cities, made many friends and enjoyed sights and scenes. A journey by boat upon the Ganga is a very wonderful experience. It is impossible to forget it. It is equally impossible to remember it without sense of pleasure.
From where to where:
We were three friend sat Allahabad. We decided very early in the morning to go to Beneras by boat. All the necessary arrangements were quickly made. We were soon moving on the sacred water.
How the boat was propelled:
The current and the wind were very favorable. Our boat went on by itself without help of oars. They were smoking and laughing. They were perfectly at ease.
My two friends had paid a visit to a theatre the previous night. They felt very sleepy. As the gentle breeze was blowing, they were soon asleep.
Description of Surrounding Scenery:
I was quite refreshed after a whole night of full rest and sleep. I began to look about. I observed and enjoyed what I saw. I feasted my eyes on the sights along the banks of the river. At regular intervals, there were ghats where men, women and children were bathing. I saw, at some places, the village women washing clothes. Here and there children were playing about. They were shouting at one another. Some women came to the river to fill their earthen pots.
I had often heard and read that Indians were lazy. I was struck with the busy and active habits of the villagers. One must go into a village to see the real Indian nation. This was my feeling during the journey.
Enjoyments of the Journey:
It was afternoon. The cattle were grazing on the grassy fields on either side of the river. It was a very hot. The small calves and little lambs were resting under the shady trees.
The boat moved on very gentle and noiselessly. My heart was filled with great pleasure when I saw the reflection of the setting sun in the water. The yellow rays turned the river into a bright sheet of gold. The scene around was glorious. The sky was dyed red. I enjoyed the sight of the surface of river.
Night came on. It was perfect silence all around. In the silence, the Lord of day gave his throne to the Queen of night. I looked up and saw the moon and the numberless starts. They were adding to the beauty of the night.
I fell into deep thoughts. I asked myself, “Where were the moon and the starts during the day? I could not see them when the sun was bright”. I soon found the answer. The light of the sun hide from me the moon and the starts. Perhaps the light of my life hides from me many new and wonderful worlds. Night presents a most lovely sight in the sky. Perhaps, death will open out new truth!
So thinking I too feel asleep with my friends. I was aroused from the sleep next morning by a boatman, who cried, “Sir, it is Benaras”.
2. A Railway Journey - Essay
How pleasant is the memory of my last journey! It is still fresh in my mind. There is special reason why this train journey is a source of joy for me.
During the last summer vacation, I received an invitation from my friend to spend the vacation at Allahabad. The idea of journey is filled my heart with pleasure.
Preparation before the start:
I at once started preparation for the journey. At last the day came when I was to leave for Allahabad. I got up early in the morning and packed up my luggage. At about 10 am I hired a rickshaw and reached the station.
Scene on the Platform before the arrival of the train:
I was to leave for Allahabad at 11 am I bought a ticket and reached the platform. There was a great rush of passengers on the platform. It was full of stir and activity. All were anxious waiting for the train.
Scene inside the Compartment:
When the train arrived all rushed towards it. With the help of a collie I got into a compartment which was over-crowded. However, an old gentleman took pity on me. He allowed me to sit near the window. I took a sight of relief.
A View of scenery from the running train:
After a few minutes the guard waved a green flat. The engine whistled. The train began to move slowly. Out of station yard it gained a good speed.
I was traveling alone for the first time. So I had a good chance to enjoy everything. I looked out. I felt as if the earth was moving very fast. After five minutes the train was passing through fields and gardens. A few cattle were grazing here and there. I saw farmers ploughing their fields. Some were watering them. The passenger inside were talking loudly with one another. Some were playing at cards. Some children were standing near the rails in a filed. As our train passed by they ran in pell mell.
The trained stopped at Khuja. Here no passenger got down. After two or three minutes the train moved further. The train had hardly gathered speed when one of the men on the footboard fell down. His companions cried with one voice “Babuji pull the chain”. I at once did so and the train stopped with heavy jerk. Fortunately, the man’s life was safe. He received severe injuries. The accident killed my joy. At Aligarh I got a full bench. Having my food I fell asleep.
I woke in the morning between Kanpur and Allahabad. After Fatepur the ticket examiner entered our compartment. He was wearing a khaki uniform and a khaki that. The voice “your ticket please, made the passengers alert. They took out their tickets from the pockets or suit cases. A young man entered the lavatory at the sight of the S.T.E. but the S.T.E. was too clever to give the Youngman an opportunity to slip. The Youngman appealed to him for mercy, but all in vain. He asked him to pay the fare along with penalty. He had no money to pay. He was handed over to the police at the next station.
Near the holy city of Allahabad I packed up my luggage. When the train stopped under the roof of the station I got down. Fortunately, I happened to my friend on the platform. He clasped me in his arms. Both of us took tea on the platform. Gladly we came out of the station building. We hired a rickshaw and started towards his home.
3. A Journey by Bus - Essay
It was a fine day. I decided to spend the evening at Connaught place. The weather for the last few days was very hot. So I did not move out of my house. I got ten rupees from my father. I left my house at 6 pm to catch bus from the Red Fort for Odean.
Scene at Bus Stop:
The bus stop is quite near from my house I reached there. It was about 6 pm buses were running crowded because it was the time for offices to close. I stood in a long queue. A number of buses passed us. They did not stop at all. Fortunately there came a bus. The queue moved towards the door of the bus. Though there was plenty of room in the bus, yet some people became restless. They broke the queue. They ran towards the bus out of the queue. A row followed. The conductor asked the people to be orderly as there was enough room in the bus. But there was none to listen to him.
An incident inside the bus:
I waited anxiously for my turn but in vain. I also joined those who were struggling on door of the bus. With a great difficulty I also got my chance to get into the bus. I got a seat. Hardly had I sat on the seat when I saw a very old man standing near me. He looked very sad. I looked at him. I got up out of respect to offer my seat to him. But to my great surprise I saw a fashionable young lady rushing towards me. She pressed herself into the seat. The poor old man looked at he helplessly. He had to keep standing near the seat. The lady felt no shame. She kept on looking at the old man shamelessly. I feel very annoyed at her strange behavior.
Passenger in the Bus:
The passengers inside the bus were talking loudly. Some were talking about politics. Some were talking of soaring prices of things. Others were discussion their personal problems. The ladies were discussing their domestic problems. The family quarrels were the subject of their talk. I was looking outside to forget the incident.
Scene at next bus-stop:
The journey was not long. It was quite short. By now our bus had reached the stop at Panth Hospital. Here many people got down, while many others boarded the bus. As usual the bus moved on. An old lady began to feel giddy. She requested a collegiate to giver her seat he was sitting on. The proud student refused flatly. This was bad enough. Ladies should be shown respect. But then young ladies should also be considerate to old and sick men.
At the Ajmeri gate three passengers got down. They paid the bus fare. The dishonest conductor did not issue tickets to them. I got the chance to rebuke the conductor. I said, “Conductor, you have not given tickets to the villagers”. With these words I rang the bell. The bus stopped. I called the villagers to come back. The conductor was perplexed. Some other people rebuked him for his dishonesty. He felt shame. He issued the tickets at once.
The bus was now running in New Delhi. My destination was not very far. At Minto Road the driver applied the brake suddenly. He wanted to avoid a cyclist. All the passengers received a jolt. My head struck against a lady’s who cursed me. I said nothing and kept quite. When the conductor announced ‘Odeon’. I got down.
4. A Journey through a Forest - Essay
Once, we, a party of four friends decided to pay a visit to a famous temple of ‘Alakh Nanda’. It was a distance of sixteen kilometer from our town.
We knew that our way lay through thick forest. Hence it was not safe to pass through it. But we were all determined to face any danger. We carried with us bamboo stick and a rifle to guard ourselves against wild animals.
Natural scene on the way:
We set out on our journey in the very clear hours of the morning. A cool breeze was blowing. The trees and bushes looked very green. They looked refreshed. The songs of the birds were very pleasing. They filled our hearts with joy. The nature was at its very best. We were enjoying the different scenes and sights of nature. Everything on the way attracted our attention. We were telling the tales of adventure to one another. Thus we walked five kilometers of our journey.
Meeting a lion and a lioness:
Now we found ourselves in a thickly grown forest. It was quite dark here. The sun’s rays could not reach there. The sunlight had been cut of by the leaves of the trees. The wild bushes and wild plants had covered the ground.
We had to move slowly. The long branches of trees and the thorn bushes blocked our way on all sides. It was difficult for us to find out way. We began to grope in the dark forest.
We had hardly gone two kilometers in the forest when we hard a loud roar. We began to tremble with fear. When we saw the ferocious lion coming out from behind the trees, we gave up the hope of life. He was at a distance of 300 meters from us. Death started his dance before our eyes. We prayed to God for our safety. The Almighty heard our prayers. Fortunately, the messenger of death (lion) was looking in the opposite direction. He did not take notice of us. We forget all about our sticks and rifles. We threw down them and climbed up the trees to save our lives from the coming danger. We keep sitting there for about half an hour. At last the lion disappeared into the forest. At once we got down and started on our journey without losing any time.
Meeting with Wood-cutters:
It was now a day brake. We felt some relief when we saw some wood-cutters coming towards us. We told them about our meeting with a lion and a lioness. Having heard our report, they said that the forest was free from the wild beasts. The lion and lioness were seldom seen in the morning hours. During the day they remained in their dens. They came out only a night.
By now we had reached the edge of forest. We thanked Got that we were all safe. We decided never to take such a dangerous journey.
5. A Journey to a Hill - Essay
A pilgrimage to Amarnath is usually made in the summer near Raksha bandhan. It was in October last that we went on a trek to this famous temple. We were a party of five friends. We started from Pahalgam, 90 kilometers from Srinagar, early in the morning.
We hired two ponies to carry our luggage for the journey. We had also a good company of two more travelers. They, like us, were going for the holy cave.
Our Journey upto cave of Amarnath:
We walked through thick forest upto Pisso Ghati which is fifteen kilometers from Pahalgam. We had to walk over the roots of trees. They proved great obstacles to our progress. Beyond the forest the journey became less difficult. Now and then we had to climb slippery hills. When we reached the Shisha Nag Lake we stayed for the night there. Here it snowed hard for three hours. It brought temperature down to freezing point. We passed the night in a rest house which was quite near the road. The night was very unpleasant. We prayed for the fine morning. The morning brought the warn sun which provided us a great relief.
We started from Shisha Nag Lake. We found ourselves in knee deep snow. We found it difficult to make any progress. The owners of the ponies grew anxious about their animals. They wanted to go back. We removed their fears with great difficulty.
We moved on and reached Pachtarni at noon. Here we found the sky covered with clouds. We lost our courage. Fear of coming rain made us nervous. But we took courage and moved on.
At our Destination:
Courage gave us wings. We crossed the narrow passes. We climbed the snow covered hills which were very dangerous. At last we reached our destination.
The cave of Amarnath looked very magnificent. Its grandeur had a great influence on us. We admired its beauty and magnificent. We visited all the places where Lord Shiva did his penance. What a grand place the cave was!
The return journey was equally dangerous. Sometimes we found it difficult to find the right way. The ponies traveled by instinct. At last after five days wakl we reached Pahalgam.
6. My Pleasure Trip - Essay
One day Trip:
It was a one-day pleasure trip. We knowingly did not fix the destination of our trip. We started in the noon. We did not know by what means we had to travel. ‘Be ready’ was our motto. So we went on walking. Like Hercules or Don Quixote we believed that we would meet some adventure on our way. At last we reached Dadar. ‘Be ready’ said one of us and we boarded the train.
At Jogeshwari the train stopped. We had to get down catching another train. We did not wait for another train. We decided to visit the caves at Jogeshwari. They are small but good caves. I saw them for the first time. I wished to pass some time there. We reached Borivli. It was nearly 5 pm. A thought passed through our mind to visit the Fort of Bassein. But on second thought we decided to visit the Conary Caves.
On Our Way to Conary Caves:
When we made inquiry about the caves people laughed at us. We did not care for their laughter. We walked, we strode, and we ran. We crossed a steam. After some time we reached the foot of the caves. Some of us were separated at the fork of two roads. Now the romance began. We lost our way. It was all a big forest which had no paths. We climbed up and up. There was no end to our climbing. We shouted the names of our friends. But there was no response. There were some rocks. I caught hold of a big stone and climbed with its help. The moment I left it, down it went. You can think how lucky I was. After half an hour I heard the cry of my friends. At last we all met at the caves.
Bird’s eye view of the Caves:
We hastily went round the caves. Just them it grew dark. However, we saw the big cave with a great idol in it. We could not see the small caves. We also saw a hollow place. It was not yet very dark, some of us entered it. We found that water was falling from the top. We went to the right side. There we found a very big open cave. Once it was the place where the preachers preached the public.
Romance on Return:
We took our food and had a few minutes rest. We started on our return journey. This was the most romantic. It also proved adventurous. It was now night. We could not clearly see our away. No sooner did we cross the steam than we were confused and lost the path. We walked hand in hand. We were caught in a knotty thicket. We struggle to get out of it. The idea of death overpowered us. A lion, a tiger, a wolf, a serpent all danced before our eyes. Any of them would come at any time.
All of a suddent we heard some one singing. We cried loudly for help. But the man at once stopped singing. We again lost help of life. Lo! We saw a fire at a distance. We dashed towards the fire. On nearer approach we saw the huts. But the dogs began to bark at us. We entered one of the huts. The ownder of the hut showed the way to Borivil.
After one hour we were in Bombay. It was nearly mid night. Even today I enjoy the memory of that pleasure.
7. An Essay on the different modes of Traveling
Man is social being. He is always eager to meet his relatives, friends, and fellow-being. For this purpose he has to travel. In olden days people did not like to take long journeys because there were no good roads and quick means of traveling.
Old Means of Traveling:
In the beginning man took the help of his legs. But they could not carry him far. He was never satisfied with his legs. Next to legs came animals. He used them as a means of traveling. Horse, camel, elephant, ox, donkey, pony and yak, all have been serving us since time immemorial. In plains we can travel in foot or on horse back or in a bullock cart. But in desert camel is the only means of traveling. On mountains, we travel with the help of pony.
Bullock Cart, horse and Pony:
In the villages there are no roads. People make use of bullock cart in moving from place to place. In the same way people use horse and pony when the travel on plateau. In Tibet yak is the only animal that is serving us. Upto 19th century these animals were the chief means of traveling.
No Importance of Animal at Present:
Animals have lost their importance at present. We do not use them as the means of traveling. We like travel of motor car. Why is it so? The reason is that old means of traveling were full of dangers. Wild animals or thieves or robbers would attack our forefathers. Traveling with women and money was out of question. Hence when steam engine came to help us we welcomed it. It brought a great change in traveling on land and sea.
Modern Means of Traveling:
Training and Motor Car: At present the railway train and motor cars have taken the place of animals and carts. They are safest means of traveling. They are also quick. We can cover long distances within a short time. We can travel in a train or bus with all comforts. We have no danger of losing life of property now.
Aeroplane: The aeroplane has made traveling much faster. Day after day the air route is becoming shorter, safer and quicker. Now we can fly in the air like birds. We can travel in the air at the speed of eight hundred kilometers per hour. But the traveling by air is very costly. Only the rich people can make use of this means.
No doubt, the
Cycle and Rickshaw: No doubt, the modern means have made the world smaller, yet cycle and rickshaw have their own charms. They are cheapest means of traveling. Young boys and girls love traveling on cycles. Rickshaw is doing services in places where other means fail to reach. Motor rickshaw has come forward to save our time and energy.
Thus our vast country has all modes of traveling. We can see the rich traveling in the air and the poor walking long distances on foot. Today a potter still feels proud of his donkey. He considers its back the seat of rich man’s car. In this mechanical age a zamindar prefers to travel on his horse rather than to travel in an aeroplane.