India,my country

INDIA,MY COUNTRY

       I am extremely proud of my INDIA.It is the biggest and of INDIA and INDIA is the biggest DEMOCRACY of the world.We are also second most populated country after China.We are the seventh most industrialised  nation of the world. Our economy is among the top five so in the strength of our army.

       INDIA is the biggest example of the phrase 'unity in diversity'. People of the religious can be found living here many different languages are spoken here. It is said that after every 100 kilometers or so,one can observe a change in food ,clothes,languages and houses

       Every region has its own festivals and  its own customs.The snow clad of Himalayans mountain range in the north of the Thar desert in  Rajasthan are example of varied weather conditions.We have a huge coast line and 100s of big and small rivers.INDIA is land of great natural beauty .   

       We are the largest producers of milk and rice.We are the second largest producer of wheat or sugar.Indians are renowned  all over the world for their technical and engineering skills.Indians are also highly sought-after in the field in information technology.

       Our culture dates back to thousands of year we have given the world yoga and auyurveda . We have made many other proud contribution in the field of science,maths,philosophy and music.Today in all spheres, we are roled as an important nation.

EAST OR WEST ,MY INDIA IS BEST!

Autobiography of a tree

Autobiography of A Tree

       I am a tree of a small .Proud and firm I stand on sandy 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 the 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 Mamta , My neighbour . I never knew that  she loved me so much . She hugged my trunk so tightly that three axeman  were not able to tear her away from me . "Chop me first," she cried . "Take my life but  leave my trees alone."I was moved by her affection but had no means to express my feelings . I could only shed  a few of my leaves on her to show my gratitude . The axemen were surprised  at her protest , but they were trained to obey orders . They tore her away from me and threw her on the ground . Mamta got up quickly and hugged me again . She cried and wept badly . 
       Suddenly , 100 s of villagers , old and young, rushed towards me and other trees . Each one hugged one of us . The king's axeman were unable to touch any tree . They beat and arrested several men and women . It terrified me . At least seven villagers hugged my trunk to save me fore the axes . I shared 100s of my leaves on them . the king heard of the intense public protest . he rushed to the spot . He stood under me when the villagers begged for mercy on trees.The king ordered that this village would never be called upon to provide timber to his men nor would any hunting be permitted here . Today even after 2 centuries , the greenery of this village is enact. The village is an oasis in the region that is almost  a desert.