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Apr 28, 2017

An Experience that Changed My Life Essay

This essay is a journey experience that changed the life of the traveler.

I have always loved travel, but this is the trip that converted travel from a hobby to a life goal. It was the end of college and I had a couple of placements in a few companies that I had to choose from regarding my next step. To clear my head and take a small vacation I and my two best friends set out to the supposed heaven on earth - 3 girls, on their own, on a journey to an unknown territory. We survived the minimal food and dirty train bathrooms and after three days of this grueling journey reached Delhi. Travel does teach you a lot! Even the slightest bit of the Priss in you runs for her life. We reached by noon and booked a bus scheduled to leave at nightto Kasol from Kashmiri Gate. We spent the rest of the time freshening up.

An Experience that Changed My Life Essay

After a ‘Sleepless in Delhi’ night, we began another roadtrip – and I must say, it is not for the faint of the heart. I have got to say this about drivers of the bus route to Kasol, they know how to work magic on those curves. We pass cliffs, sprawling lakes, rivers and the huge bridges across them. A biting cold wind brushed against our faces. Somehow the chill in the air seemed to warm me up. As morning approached the bus stopped at an apple orchard, and we had apples straight from the tree for a light breakfast before resuming the journey. We were also a bit afraid to eat much, because we feared we might throw up during our bumpy ride. But we had to put something in our mouths, and something within budgets. When you are travelling, you also get to understand how financial resources must be allocated. We were all excited now because the journey had just exceeded our expectations. To explain it to someone, who hasn’t been here, I would put it this way – think of it as a roller coaster ride, except there is actual real danger here.

Kasol stood at the banks of Parvati River and reveled in the magic that was being woven by the clear waters of that stream. The water cascading over huge rocks, created a symphony that melded with the cool breeze and soothed my soul to its foundations. Crossing the river we finally reached Chalal village, a tourist hotspot, dipped in Tibetan culture; a fact that was made evident through their dressing and the colours streaking through the village. We found other travelers like us staying there in tents and rooms. How often do we dear daughters get to experience something like this so opposed to the comfort of your home?

Our destination was Malana village that could be reached only after an 8 km trek from Chalal. We stocked up with food water and other provisions and downsized our back packs to the bare essentials. Talk about how girls usually pack their handbags, and now this! The trek took four tiring hours and we finally reached the village. This was the most trying test of endurance that we young girls had undergone. Four hours of braving the boulder-y terrain in a hostile climate. But we failed to reach in time and could not watch the sunset so we settled for visiting their sacred temple which was covered in such colour that it was in stark contrast with the surrounding.

While Chalal was in the valley, Malana was nestled among the peaks. We tented and settled in for the night after setting our alarms for five in the morning so that we can enjoy the sunrise. The next morning we woke up and found a spot to enjoy the sunrise from. Finally the sun slowly rose up from between the mountains. Sitting there on that cold morning watching as the first rays of the sun hit earth; it wrecked everything that I was. And then as the rays fell on me, it warmed the deepest corners of my soul. Something awakened inside of me. I was built from the foundation up, watching the sunrise from the mountaintop. Everything changed for me that day, my world tilted on its axis and goals shifted until finding this again became a priority. I was reincarnated.

I couldn’t even remember the journey back home, all I could feel was that the air of Kasol had altered something fundamental in me. The day after reaching home I woke up and found myself yearning to experience that magic again. Everything had changed; one desire stood tall shadowing every other route to my future. I realized that I didn’t want to be among the millions who sacrificed their passion because of the fear of the unknown. Maybe it was the stupidest decision I would take, maybe the smartest, only time will tell. By evening that day, I had mailed all my potential employers apologizing for not being able to take up their offers. Our trio had laid the ground work to start our very own travel agency cum blog that would take people like us plagued with wanderlust to destinations that would change their lives, just like it changed mine.





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Apr 21, 2017

Autobiography of 500 and 1000 Rupee Notes Essay

500 Notes

"The value of us is so important that even if we get crushed, our importance and worth is never depleted."

I, 500 rupees was born in October 1987. The Reserve Bank of India created me in order to contain the increasing number of bank notes, which was a result of inflation.

Instead of the Emblem of India, which was the Lion Capital of Sarnath, I had the design of Mahatma Gandhi and it led to the popularity of the design and redesigning of other Indian bank notes. It also leads to the introduction of the first Mahatma Gandhi Series banknotes. I was a 167 X 73mm orange-yellow colored and had the signature of the governor of The Reserve Bank of India. I had Braille feature in order to help the visually challenged in identifying me.

Autobiography of 500 and 1000 Rupee Notes Essay

The security features in me included a windowed security thread which read 'Bharat' in the Devanagari script and also 'RBI' alternately, I had the latent image of the banknote which was on the right-hand side of Mahatma Gandhi's portrait on the vertical band, I have the watermark of Mahatma Gandhi which is a mirror image of the main portrait, the bank note's number panel is printed in embedded fluorescent fibers and optically variable ink, machine-readable security thread, electrotype watermark and also the year of print appears on the note which was an additional security feature added since 2005. I was demonetized on November 8, 2016, in order to fight corruption and my name lives on in history.

1000 Notes

I, 1000 rupee was born in 1938 under the British rule and was brought into circulation by the Reserve Bank of India but was demonetized in 1946. After Independence, I was introduced again 1954 but again in January 1978 1000, 5000 and 10,000, which were high-denomination notes were demonetized in order to reduce the unaccounted cash money. But due to inflation, it was necessary to maintain the volume of bank notes, so I was again re-introduced in November 2000 and I was a part of Mahatma Gandhi Series Bank Notes. I am a 177 X 73 mm Amber-red colored and my obverse side features the portrait of Mahatma Gandhi and has the signature of the Governor of Reserve Bank of India. I also, like 500 rupees have Braille feature in order to help the visually impaired. The reverse side of me has the motif of an oil rig, a satellite and a steel foundry, which all together features the Economy of India. The security features in me is similar to that of 500 rupee note. 500 rupee note and I have its value written in 17 languages and on the obverse, it is written in English and Marathi. There is a panel on the reverse which shows the denomination in 15 languages out of the 22 which are official. I was also demonetized on November 8, 2016.

We both had a very painful feeling after being replaced or left out because we had a long bond with humans. But on demonitisation date everybody wanted to throwaway us. However everyone has been loved us so much that they felt high pain on our end of life. Our beauty and look had created so impressive relationship that it was very hard for the people to separate us from their money wallet. They were touching us with a teary look. We both have cried very much since 8 pm of that night. We had been with them through hook and crook but we understood that our sacrifice was necessary for their development. Thus, our story is one which will be remembered forever because we gave up our value to fight corruption.





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Apr 14, 2017

Essay on 'The Lovely Doll' For Grade 3

My little daughter, Ban, got a doll for her 4th birthday and her mum asked her what the doll's name was. She immediately said "Judy ". Nobody knows where the name came from. Judy became her constant companion. Ban had a new baby brother, she imitated her mum as she would take care of her little brother

Her favorite place to play was under the dinner table. Her mum said to me ""I spent many hours playing under the dinner table when I was little"". Ban had to take Judy everywhere she would go.

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She fed her, bathed her, kept her all nice and toasty wrapped in her blanket. She would even sleep with her. Ban said "over the years I received many dolls, but Judy remained my favorite.

200 Words Essay by : Kareem Ghawi Abbas
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Apr 7, 2017

Essay on Experience of my Life For Grade 11

When we have a lot of free time and we have nothing productive to do, we start thinking deeply about our experiences. What we went through until today. We think about them because those experiences had contributed to what kind of human being we have become.

Good experience or bad experience, all the types of experiences provide meaning to our lives.

Experience is a strange word. The one who goes through those moments, those events, and witnessing those practicalities of life, only that person understands what that is. How can the word 'experience' be defined? How can it be understood? Is there any trick to gain experience without going through the practical contact or without going out of our comfort zone?

 Essay on Experience of my Life For Grade 11

Helen Keller, one of the most inspiring humans ever lived on our planet, had once said," Character cannot be developed in ease and quiet.Only through experience of suffering and trial can the soul be strengthened, ambition inspired, and success achieved.

Another brilliant writer Oscar Wilde had said that experience is simply the name we give to our mistakes.Now, the humour in this sentence can be discounted for a while and if we focus on the irony of the sentence, then it definitely seems true.

Experiences change lives.Experiences give a certain direction to our lives.

Now I'm going to describe my experience of an examination that has changed my life.Understandably, one can argue how can an examination change someone's life forever? However, believe me, when I say this nothing is farther from the truth.

An exam can change someone's life if the exam is UPSC's Civil Services Examination.

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