Showing posts with label Autobiography Essay. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Autobiography Essay. Show all posts

Sep 7, 2018

Autobiography of a Newspaper or Essay

With an utmost hope of fostering the knowledge of people, I (Newspaper) opened my eyes as a European in the sixteenth century. As the saying goes “Rome was not built in a day” it took hundreds of years to become who I am today.

Although I was born in Europe, I was known by only a few people in my early days. When I was a kid, I had to undergo burdensome experiences in my life. I always wanted to be appreciated and praised by the people who read me; therefore I am happy that I was born as a newspaper.

Autobiography of a Newspaper or essay

At the very beginning of my life, I was handwritten and distributed only among a few groups of people in the high class who were literate. Those days I contained details about war and related issues. People did not buy me. They exchanged me for goods and valuables they had. Therefore I was not given any price. As the time passed, I grew up to be a young man. During this age, the world underwent industrialization, which brought drastic changes in the field of inventions and explorations. Through this process, people could invent the printing machine which helped them to print me instead of the handwritten ones. This was a remarkable landmark in my life.

I was spread throughout the world in printed letters. It was a wonderful experience for me to fly to many countries with my brothers and sisters. But in some places, it was sad to get separated from each other as we were dispersed to different places like houses, shops, banks, hospitals, and schools. They handled me with lots of care and protected me. Yet some people cut pictures printed on me which hurt me the most. By this time I was quite developed and modified into a smart gentleman with headlines, bold letters, italics, subheadings, long descriptions, and bullets. The people were more educated and concerned about the world happenings than the previous ages. Therefore I was not limited to high-class people. I could reach the hands of people of all ages, nationalities, religions, and countries.

After spending my life blissfully, I felt that something bad is going to happen because of the introduction of the internet to the world. People did not like to read me like before which made me feeble. Although I am contented about the life I lived, I am quite desperate when I see people ignore me. Therefore, I request you all to adore the same way you did a few centuries ago without letting me die.

I believe that Newspaper cannot be replaced because of taste, it provides to the eye.
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Apr 13, 2018

Essay on Autobiography of a Rose Flower

"My little rose, when problems come our way, it makes us better." My mother Earth always said this to me when I was a little plant.

This is because I always wondered and asked her questions. "Why is my stem body full of thorns? Why do they prick me all the time? I don't see them on my friends. Jasmine, Sunflower and Lily are all free of thorns. Why can't I be like them?"

Hearing my questions my mother used to always smile and answer. She used to say, "My little rose, you are a natural beauty. You do have thorns on you but they are here to help you. They will make you grow into a beautiful flower. It will also make you stronger. So it's okay to be different. You will get to see what I mean one day." I didn't understand what she said but her loving voice always made me happy.

Essay on Autobiography of a Rose Flower

I grew up in a big garden. There were many plants here, and I loved being with them. As a little bud, I was very playful. My favourite time was when the dew dropped on us early mornings. Then the sun's light shined upon us all. During the day, an old man with kind eyes used to give us water. He was so gentle with us and took care of the entire garden. Every evening the wind blew and played with us. We would all then sway and dance together.

There were children who also came to play in the garden. Seeing them run around, I wished to one day grow up and move around. So one day I asked my mother. I said, "Maa when I grow up to be a flower, will I ever get to move? My mother replied, "My dear rosy rose, nature has given you a gift, a talent. One day this gift in you will take you places." I listened carefully and decided to wait.

One day my petals spread wide open and a beautiful fragrance came through me. I bloomed into a rose flower. The gardener was so happy to see me. He took a deep breath appreciating my rosy scent. With my scent, I could now move around. I thanked nature for this gift.

Now as a rose flower, people love to come close to me. The thorns in my body do not bother them. When they take in my scent, they become happy. This makes me happy too. Be it the gardener, the owner or children, all are equal for me. I will continue to share my gift, this rosy fragrance every moment where ever I am present.

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Apr 6, 2018

Essay on Autobiography of a Cricket Bat for Class 6

I am a wooden material and I am popular for my brown colour. I am very close to the hands of player. Can you guess me who I am. I am your most important demand of childhood. I am a cricket bat.

I was in a toy shop for long time. Many children came to that shop. Many of them touched me and also hold me but due to my high cost, they used to leave me. I was getting bore in the shop. I was much excited to get someone's friendship, who can take me out from this shop. I did not want to lie in this boring shop anymore.

One day a handsome boy named Sunil came to the shop. He straight came to me and asked to the shopkeeper that he wanted me. The shopkeeper told to see more bats of the shop. But Sunil did not listen him and asked my price. In one take he paid my price and took me out of that jail. I felt much happy to breath fresh air of outside world.

Essay on autobiography of a Cricket Bat

My life have changed. I used to travel a new place almost in every week to play cricket. One after another Sunil achieved success of playing cricket with me. He scored high with me and fall in love with me. He always cared about me. Sunil loved me very much. Do you know why he loves me very much. Because when ever he played with me his team always won. He declared me as his lucky bat

life was full of joy and happiness. Once upon a time he had a match after three days. He was practicing day and night. I was very much tired for these days. Ultimately Sunil became very much tired and I got my breath back. Sunil used to keep me very clean. He was a hard working boy. When ever he comes home, he used to wash me with detergent. Again I started to shine. After the exercise of bathing I used to get deep sleep.

The day of the match came to my life. It was very important day for me because he challenged the opposite team. Due to these type of behaviour of Sunil I was in fear of bad happening that had never happened in my life. I had a great past experience with Sunil. But this time I was not comfortable with the situation that created an unwanted pressure on my mind. I was in fear of losing happier lifestyle with Sunil. It is because I had no experience of failure.

My fear turned into reality and this time Sunil lost the match. He became very much angry with me. He returned home and broke into two pieces. He never thought of my past performance. He did not thing that failure and success is a part of life. I died but prayed to God Had Sunil knew the fact of life. Winning and losing is not much important than friendship and feelings of others. Hope I will meet Sunil in next life and wish to fulfill his wish of winning. I always want Sunil to be happy.

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Jan 19, 2018

Essay on Autobiography of a Pencil for Class 5

I am Apsara pencil. I don't know where I was born as I am in this shop as long as I remember.

I heard from the shopkeeper that I was born in a factory. My outer body is black and my name is written on it but what is in the name. I am with my friends here as they all look like me. I can watch human passing by.

Autobiography of a Pencil for Class 5

Several people also had a glance to buy or have a look at the store. I have special qualities which are different from my friend pen is that I can write underwater and in zero gravity as well. In the meantime, I was purchased by a famous painter from this shop and I am staying with him. His desk is organized and clean. I am his favorite pencil and a new friend. The painter finds pleasure in drawing with me. I am also very glad and proud of my efforts. I am happy and do my best to help him finish his work on time. He uses me to draw many paintings of people and its surroundings. Then he adds color to make me look nice. The painter gets so much money and fame as I help him to draw with. His thoughts and ideas are present in his mind and then display through me. This is how I try to spread human imagination and thoughts from one generation to another. I am very fond of my owner. He always takes care that my body does not get scratched.

Thus, Culture and Art of human are so much dependent on me. I have great power to show human mind and heart on paper.I feel special.

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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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Aug 19, 2016

Essay on Autobiography of a Bird For Grade 5

Delicately coming out of my egg shell, I came into this world. My parents were my biggest strength because they taught me everything well and how. Crawling out slowly, I saw sun rays bright and shining with the dancing trees . My parents told me that this is the world and to it, I belong.

They fed me daily and made me comfortable in the prettiest of the nests and when night wore its darkest coat, they warmed me with their softest feathers. They taught me daily of the world's affairs and how life and world sustained in a large vessel. The most exciting day of my life was when I learned how to fly because every bird's strength is having a perfect flight.

I couldn't fly perfectly but through daily practice, I perfected my flight. Daily I learned about myself and also the world around me. The saddest day of my life was when I had to leave home, in order to find myself. I left home and flew to the world which beheld abundancy.

It was a bright new day when I was alone, in search of food and comfort. I had to face many difficulties in order to stay safe and sound. Every day I left from home with an empty stomach but I came back at night with a stomach full of satisfaction. Every day I roamed around the world and met new birds and made new friends.

My best mate was a woodpecker unlike me who was a lyrebird. We both traveled the whole world and migrated every season to our respective places. It was really beautiful to see greenery and colors because this is what for me, life was all about i.e. to witness each and every beautiful place. It was time for me to attract female birds in order to find a companion and I did. She was the prettiest lyrebird I had ever seen. We both rested under a beautiful nest and made our life even wonderful with little hatchlings. They completed out life and we made a beautiful family. This is the life which I dreamed of and which, each and everybody else should dream of.

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Sep 15, 2015

134 Words Essay on Mahatma Gandhi For Grade 5

By  Archita Pattanaik

Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi is also called as "Bapu'. He is also known as the father of nation. He was born on 2nd october, 1869 at Porbandar in state of Gujarat. His father was the diwan of rajkot.at the age of 12, He was married to Kasturba. he moved to England for higher studies. He returned as a barrister in 1891.

Bapu was totally opposed to violence. Truth and Ahimsa were his two forceful weapons. He had faith in peace. while opposing the British rule, Mahatma Gandhi went to jail several times.

Gandhiji was shot dead on January 30, 1948 by Nathu ram Godse. The father of the nation passed away, leaving all of us immensely sad . Nehru expressed a deep sorrow on his death. he said:

"The light has gone out and there is darkness all around."

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Jan 11, 2015

Autobiography of Road Essay

I born from idea of movement. As far as I remember I came in existence from stone age. Perhaps people started to think about my name from the English word WAY. When early people moved from one place to another thereby creating a mark; is actually my mother.

My memory is heavy with painful cutting of my body at stone age. During this time people used pack animals like donkeys, horses etc. to carry their load. As I was naked having no chips & Cardium compound covering ; foot strike of pack animals was unbearable. The first vehicle; Travois used to scratch my body as this vehicle being dragged with load and also these vehicle had no wheel. My condition started to improve in Mesopotamia when its people started using wheels. Discovery of wheel gave me very much importance and attention of people

Road is my common name. Actually I have different names at different places. The most honorable matter for me is that my name is usually relates to Great men like Newton Road, Mahatma Gandhi Road, Einstein Road, Akbar Road , Victoria Road etc. The list is endless .

Poor people, Animal, footpath shops are very close to my heart . As they remain with me otherwise everyone remains in hurry to leave me for their destination. Municipality do not take care me properly, that is why I have to bear abuse and anger of drivers and many people. The people must respect me as I am a senior citizen for them. I was present in the Indus Valley Civilisation. So anybody can easily judge my gravity of importance. In Asia I ( G.T. Road) am the longest and oldest road and named as Sah Rah-e-Azam (UttaraPatha in Sanskrit) . Ser Sah Shoori gave me greatness by making me afresh in 16th century. Gentlemen always praise me and humbly thanks for my trust and service. I don't like to praise myself more.

I have memorable event and story in my memory. It can make you weep, surprise, cry and laugh. Great leaders use me by blocking me to gain name and fame among the people to enhance their chances of getting elected. I had seen many dreadful accidents that is the most black part of my life. Bloodbath of accidents; pushes my heart into grief. I often advise and forbade silently many youngsters to not to loose control for thrill of speed. But they seldom listen to me and they avoid my advice. Actually they don't know the proverb that speed thrills but kills. I always advise them that safe journey can provide them a great cheer and happiness in their lives. I wish their guardian to see them doing blunder on my body, they damage themselves and myself. I feel helpless many times for they never listen to me. At the time of accident, I am the only witness for identifying the fault of the drivers. Alas , I could speak like human being. I could help the human kind to avoid their mistake.

I can not speak but. I had used lot of methods to help everyone. I have many road signs to help people to understand me at each subsequent distance. But throughout their lives they seldom cared about these road signs to understand except few people. I thought , it is not sufficient to teach these sensed people running senselessly on me. I make me so complicated at crossing that system become bound to develop strong traffic signals. At least this method is a complete blessing for the people and for me it is a great satisfaction to protect dying people on me on daily basis.

At last I would like to say that try to understand me. It will be a boon for everyone while travelling. I am very much popular. Designers have developed many program to design me. Programmers have developed many games about me. Speed game is not possible without me. My black colour and side scenes are the best combination for giving a nice touch while developing speed game.

Related: road signs, road traffic signs, local road conditions, road safety for kids, road trip games
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Aug 2, 2014

Autobiography of a Mosquito Net Essay | For Class 8

  (397 woods): I look like fishing net. I have become the most important thing for men at bedtime. Because I provide protection against mosquitoes. Not a single mosquito can cross me. That is why I am the most trustworthy thing at night. I am a sleeping guard for men at night. Can you guess me who am I. I am a mosquito net.

I belonged to a very poor family in "Ara" village. The poor family members couldn't sleep well for a month. They used to guard their lovely daughter against deadly mosquitoes, because these mosquitoes had spread malaria disease in the village. They bought me from the village market. I was excited about my new home. I have got bore with hanging in the market for about a month. The Sun sign had made me weak also. I was waiting for shed and of course a dreamlike home. As I was young, my bright yellow colour was shining and l was looking very attractive. I used to feel superior to anything of the house. The other thing was feeling jealous of me because l have been put more care and treatment by the family members. I was also feeling proud for providing family members great sleep. The little girl was safe from disease. The family members were keeping me in a basket after folding me properly. The basket had less space, but I managed myself everyday because of their love and affection. I was very happy.

Time was elapsing and l was looking older. I was not shining as I used to be at my youth time. I had also got a lot of holes and patches. Therefore chieftain of the family was not happy because my mosquito protecting capacity had decreased. Now they were not treating me well. They were also rubbing me with their leg. I was thrown away in the morning. Family members were abusing me sometime. All these were much painful. Thereafter few months l had not been used. I became a ragged thing for them. They never remembered my past reliable service. They could thank me for my past dedication. But now I am thinking that all their past good treatment was a show-off. If they would be a gentle people then they would exhibit their satisfaction for my long service. My last time was pathetic. I remained at corner of store Room.
Keywords: mosquito killer machine, cheap mosquito nets, mosquito repellent, mosquito nets for windows, how to write a autobiography.
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Sep 27, 2012

598 Words Study of Biography Essay Class 4

This Biography essay for class 4 can also be made useful for other classes by adding or modifying the contents of this essay.
Biography is an account of life of a man written by someone or by the man himself. If someone wants to get an ideal living style then he has to study the biography of great men.     The great men always have influenced the society. The biography of a great man practically carve the path of success of many. It is very much important to read the biography to learn new sense and energy of living. First of all here I will explain the story of great men connected to materialistic world. After that I will explain the brightest spiritual world personality that moulded the whole universe. I will also explain the benefits of reading and following the living style of great man.
Let us first know the one of the greatest Indian personality ( M.K. Gandhi) who biography is enriched with great human values. His style of living can be followed to get the extremely valuable result in life.
Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. wrote about Mahatma Gandhi-“If humanity is to progress, Gandhi is inescapable. He lived, thought, acted and inspired by the vision of humanity evolving toward a world of peace and harmony.”
Mahatma Gandhi was a great soul who loved even those who fought against his ideals to bring about peace with non-violence. Satyagrah and Non-violence are the two most popular theories which gave the biggest strength to fight against British rule in India and played iconic role in achieving independence. "Live and let live" formula of Gandhi cannot be forgotten. This theory made him greatest leader of India. Gandhi taught many reasons to die for bringing peace on this globe. This is reason why the rest of the nation researched and rediscovered the Gandhi's way of bringing peace and harmony. But it is very unfortunate that during his last phase of struggle the leaders of his time forget immediately and participated for divide of this great nation into India and Pakistan. If Gandhi's formula would be adopted then there would be no Pakistan, no Kashmir, no Bangladesh, no human killing etc etc. The divide of India was against the theory of sacrifice of  Gandhi Ji.  Gandhi Ji also wrote that-"There are many causes that I am prepared to die for but no cause that I am prepared to kill for."
Today the innate desire of living for oneself is destroying the peaceful way of living and breeding many evil (particularly corruption) in the society. I am again prophesying that there is no need of LOKPAL BILL or LOKPAL SYSTEM. Human society can only be controlled by the standard value of human ethics that many great prophets taught us.  Gandhi Ji proved these values with many bright results. Whole world is to learn by the teaching of Gandhi Ji. Today's problem of global warming , food security, terrorism and economic crisis can be handled very smoothly without any tension. But the word sacrifice is to be kept at front in all global meet. In today's time developed nations are warning to developing nations to not to discharge green house gases. They forget their discharge which has warmed the globe. To find solution developed nation has to come forward and to set an example of sacrifice towards the developing nation so that developing nation also learn to check the green house gases.
It is not possible to complete this essay in one topic. I will write the rest part in another essay about biography.
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May 14, 2012

Autobiography Of a Coin for Class ,Std 5,6,7 | School Essay

 By Anusa:
This essay (Autobiography  On a Coin) is fit for school students of class 5,6, or 7. Students of higher class are requested to suggest us to improve this autobiography on coin.

I was born in a mint near Mumbai. I am twelve years old and I was sent to Kolkata from Mumbai. You know, who I am. Guess, I am a two rupees coin. I am telling you the days that I nearly spent. When I was made I was shining but a man; who was carrying me, fell me down. I was sad. No one saw me and without seeing me they kept leg on me and went away. Soon my shine also had gone away. Days were passing like this and I was getting hurt in same brutal way. But one day a girl’s eyes fell on me. She took me in her hand and kept me in her pencil box. Her name was Smita. This new place was nice, cool, safe and better for me. I lived there very comfortably. I passed two to three days in this box . Whenever Smita used to open her pencil box she used to see my smiling. After seeing me, she was thinking something in her mind. One day Smita got a five rupees coin. She kept the coin beside me. Now I had a friend; with whom I used to share my joys , good feelings, bad feelings and experiences of my life. It was also very happy with me. Do you know? what did happen after that? One day Smita dropped me on the way when she was in hurry to get up on school bus . Without seeing me she kept her leg on me. I was crying with pain. When she removed her leg. I got some relief and took some breath . What bad day it was! There was also Smita’s brother ; Arun; who was naughty and never used to listen anyone . Arun took me in his hand and bought a candy and gave me to the shopkeeper. He kept me in the box. There was also coins like me. Again I got many friends and I was happy. I also told them my bad days that I spent. They were also sad and were weeping by hearing my sad story (Autobiography) while some were laughing at me. Some friends told me don’t mind at them. I was happy there but also missing my beautiful home and my friend , five rupees coin. Now what will happen to me I don’t know . But I don’t want to go from here too.

This 'Autobiography On a Coin for Class ,Std 5,6,7' were well tried. But if you have any new addition to this then comment please below.

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Apr 4, 2012

Autobiography of School Bus Essay for Class 2,3,4,5 | In English


School bus autobiography is such an essay topic; which is in big demand. I also noticed that many students of class 2, 3 etc. are searching this topic in search engines. Now read the essay.

I am a new Bus. I came to this school (St. Peter's School) a day ago and from the very time; I am carrying the weight of these naughty children. It is very boring to get ready early in the morning every day. I have become very much upset from these children; who hit me by their leg at the time of getting on me. I hate them, each and every one of them. They never think about my feeling. Sometimes I feel happy when they treat me well and they care about me. Driver's habit is not good. He doesn’t clean me every day. Water bath for last five year is become a dream for me.  My driver is  such a silly creatures that he does not understand me. When I remain not in mood of starting, he thinks that there is a fault inside the engine. But the fault is in his mind. Actually I don't want to move sometimes, that is why I don't want to start. He does not understand that I am not responding to the cranking key. Unnecessarily he puzzles himself. 


Daily work and no rest made me fatigue. I want to get rid of children and their school. I want to go on a new road. City rout is become very boring for me. I have to stop usually and frequently on city road at small distances. Now I want to go on my full speed on highway. So I decided to leave school. 




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Feb 7, 2012

Autobiography of Umbrella in Hindi Essay (Nibandh) | Kids School

Umbrella शब्द लातिन शब्द से आया है , जिसका अर्थ है छाया (प्रतिबिम्ब )।

 मै काले रंग का हूँ । यह रंग अच्छा तो नहीं लगता लेकिन यह रंग मेरा ब्रांड है ।   कभी कभी मेरा अलग रंग भी होता है जब मै फैशन में इस्तेमाल होता हूँ । मै कड़ी धुप से बचाता हूँ और बारिस में  भीगने से बचाता हूँ । मै मानव का बहुत धन्यवाद् देता हूँ जिसने मेरे अस्तित्व को जिन्दा रखा है । कार मेरा  दुश्मन  है , जो   कई स्थानों पर  मुझे कड़ी टक्कर दे रहा है। लेकिन जब सड़क की बात आती  है, और संकीर्ण रास्तों की बात हो तो  मैं हमेशा जीत. जाता हूँ । यह इसलिए  है क्योंकि मैं बहुत पोर्टेबल हूँ ।

मै बहुत सस्ता हूँ । लेकिन मै  बहुत उपयोगी हूँ । मै मानव के जीवन का एक अभिन्न हिस्सा हूँ । कभी कभी मै  बहुत  दुखी हो जाता हूँ , जब मुझे नीचे ढंग से घर के बाहर रखने को कहा जाता है । मुझे यह समझ में नहीं आता है के मै मानव को इतनी सुरक्षा देता हूँ , फिर भी यह हमको इज्जत नहीं देते है । जहाँ पाते है मुझे रख देते है ।

तो अब मैं इस निबंध को समाप्त कर रहा हूँ । मुझे उम्मीद है की यह निबंध आपको पसंद आएगा । इसका इंग्लिश रूपांतर नीचे दिया गया है । मेरी हमेश कोशिस रही है की अछे से अच्छा निबंध हिंदी में भी लिखूं । आप अपन कमेन्ट नीचे जरूर लिखिए ।

धन्यवाद !

बहुत से बच्चों  को  umbrella   के बारे में जीवनी लिखने को  कहा जाता है| अध्यापक लोग आज कल इस तरह का निबंध लिखने को कह रहे हैं। यह निबंध बच्चों के लिए बहुत लाभदायक है खासकर उन guardian के लिए जिनके पास समय नहीं है । यह निबंध और भी इस तरह के निबंध लिखने का योगदान करेगा । तो चलो इसे पढ़ते हैं।--

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Jan 24, 2012

Autobiography of Pen Essay for School Class 1 to 7

 By Akbar:
Writing Autobiography of a pen essay. One thing you have to realise that you have to imagine yourself as a pen. Now what someone do with pen ,just explain those. Read below.

I stood in the darkest corner of his  room, alone, with no one to talk to or even write to. And there he was with his new friend, unaware of my dejected feelings and hopeless state. But I have never imagined life like it.


I was a pen, blue and shiny but had always written in natural black. I was the gift from his dad on his fourteenth birthday. He used to be fond of me and used to take me everywhere, through people, places and events . I had travelled so much, through pages and pages of the feelings that lay inside his, through his writing. He used to call me his “Lucky Pen”.

But one day, I remember his writing  ,writing harsh on the roughest paper I had experienced. He was crying and I could feel his tears on me. It was sad to know that He had lost his dad because I knew she loved him the most. But then, the most horrible thing happened when He accidentally put me down and dented my nib. That hurt! “Oh No!” he wept and cried even more. I wanted to console his, write “I’m OK! Really!” on the sheet of paper he had in front of his. But Alas I couldn’t because even though they call us mightier than the sword, neither can we stand on our own nor can we express what we feel. We can articulate what our owners feel or what they want but not about our own selves. So that was the last of his I had known! That was the last of Us!

I enjoyed running over the soft and smooth pages of his diary, telling about all what he felt … made me cry sometimes, reading what he wrote. And that’s why I bled, and he went berserk at that because bleed is what good pens aren’t supposed to do, only if she understood why I bled!

I loved being with him. “Lucky Pen” he used to call me and I was proud of that status.

I am on the wait now for his to pick me up and give me some exercise. I miss reading into his mind. I miss being the first person to know what he felt. I miss his. He never even comes to me these days. I see his fingers flying over the black and white keys with his eyes fixed on the white flickering screen. I see they are his friends now and I am neglected. Although they print well what he says and thinks but they will never smell his hand nor will ever see his beautiful handwriting. They will never bleed for him nor will they think or cry for him.
I stay in his pen stand, waiting to be taken in his fingers again, drink in ink once more and spill it all out for him … but I guess I will have to stay like this and wait in vain for the rest of my life!
image or picture of pen
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Jan 22, 2012

Autobiography of Dalai Lama Essay | School essay | Class 2, 3

Dali Lama is a high lama in the "Yellow Hat". Branch of Tibetan Budhism. The name is a combination of the Mongollian word Dalai meaning "ocean. and bla-ma (with a silent "b") meaning "teacher". The Tibetan word "Lama" correspond precisely to the better known sanskrit word "guru".

In religious term, the Dalai Lama is believed by his devotees. To be the rebirth of a long line tulkus; who are considered to be manifestation of the bodhisatwa of compassion, Avalokitesvara.
The line of Dali Lamas began as a lineage of spiritual teacher; the 5th Dalai Lama assumed political authority over Tibet. For Certain periods of time between the 17th century and 1959 , the Dalai Lamas sometimes directed the Tibetan government, which administered portions of Tibet from Lhasa.

The 14th Dalai Lama remains the head of state for the central Tebet administration (" Tibetan government in exile.") . Untill his retirement on March 14, 2011. He has indicated that the institution of the Dalai Lama may be abolished in the future, and also that the next Dalai Lama may be found outside Tebet and may be female. The Chinese communist government was very quick to reject this and claimed that only they have the authority to select the next Dalai Lama, despite being an officially atheist nation.

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Nov 22, 2011

How to Write Autobiography Essay | Autobiography Essay


It is very simple to write autobiography about any thing or about yourself. Writing about yourself is even more easy than writing  autobiography about any material or things. The most common subject of  autobiography for kids and for class 1,2,3 etc are  autobiography of an umbrella,  autobiography of a coin,  autobiography of a watch,  autobiography of a street dog,  autobiography of a road,  autobiography of a station,  autobiography of a tree,  autobiography of a pen and  autobiography about any renown personality. For example if you want to write an autobiography of a tree then it can be written like this-
I am a tree of a small village. Proud and firm I stand on  ground. I like all the village folk for the care and concern they show  me. I readily and happily offer shelter to their goats and sheep. Their children play under my care and protection. I owe them my life. It was long ago, when I was young and slim. I cared only for my
desire to grow up. One day, I saw a gang of the king's axemen sharpening their axes to cut me down. I became highly anxious. I trembled with fear. Suddenly, a loud voice echoed through the village. “Do not cut our trees. They are the breath of our life.”It was Rani, my neighbour. I never knew that she loved me so
much. She hugged my trunk so tightly that three axemen were not able to tear her away from me.

This is just an example.
See this video for a guidance.

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Sep 30, 2011

Autobiography of Umbrella Essay | Essay on Umbrella Autobiography | Kids


This essay "Autobiography of umbrella" was demands for many kids. It is because their teacher recent gave this topic. This autobiography  of umbrella essay will be very useful for kids and their parent who have no idea what to write about the autobiography of umbrella. It will also give an idea for writing these types of essays. So here it starts now... 

The word umbrella comes from the Latin word umbra, meaning shade or shadow . The Latin word  Umbra in turn derived from the Ancient Greek ómbros.  Brolly is a slang word for umbrella,  used often in Britain, New Zealand, Australia, South Africa, and Kenya.

I am an umbrella. Black color is my facial look and my identification. For long time I was  only black. But for last few years the user gave me new varieties of colours. Now I have  become charming because I give bright reflection on the faces and boost the feelings of  facial look. 
After a long time I became fashion also from rain protector.Now I taste warm sunlight. Thank to the human they kept my existence alive. Car is my enemy  on the many places it is giving me tough competition, but when the matter of street ,and  narrow paths come I win always. It is because I am very much portable, fold-able  and  movable . 

I have been favorite because of my unbelievable activity. I provide protection to user from  rain and sunlight. I keep most of the water off you. I provide a convenient way to stay dry  when the weather turns wet. I am indispensable to anyone who spends their time outdoors. With  an me, anyone can be outside all day. This is innovative quality ; which offers protection  from the rain as well the sun and can reduce the temperature underneath me. you can  instantly open me at any situation. 
I am the cheapest way to provide protection when the weather forecast calls for rain, throughout a year.

So friends now I am ending this essay You must write and post your comments. It will be more favorable if you share autobiography of umbrella according to your view or autobiography of any other subject which are the requirements of the students. To write your essay go to "Publish Your Essay" page of this site. There you will find how to post your essay to get published here.

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