Essay On A Visit To A Historical Place
It was December. The horizon was becoming red and the sun was soon to be there. The reserved S.T. bus had already arrived in our school compound. Our class-teacher Shri S. P. Raval had organised a picnic for Karla Caves. The place is historic and also of a natural beauty. We were fifty-two persons in all.
We were at the bottom of the Karla Mountain. The time was about twelve noon. The bus journey was pleasant and comfortable. We climbed the Mountain and reached the main entrance of the Caves.
These Caves were carved for Buddhist Monks long long ago. There are several statues of Bhagwan Buddh. They appear as innocent as a fresh leaf or like dew-drops on the morning grass. Profound silence depicts on them.
They are surprisingly relaxed and are beautiful symbols of our historic heritage.Our class teacher told us that Bhagwan's discreet charm and affectionate approach worked wonders. It is difficult to find the like of Him.
Before people He spoke in a slow, soft and gentle voice. Bhagwan's language was simple but telling. He had a strong common sense and remained even-minded for all the time. Our teacher Shri Raval is a person of average height. He is an M.A. with History. He is well-read and intelligent.
Standing very erect before us, he talked very clearly and answered our queries systematically.Varieties of birds fluttered around the green garden. The trees were glowing in the sun. The scenery around the Cave Mountain was like the land of smiles.
In the corner of the Caves there is a huge banyan tree with a wide circle of shade. We sat under it and had our lunch. While returning in the afternoon, we took a brief halt at a spacious garden of Lonavla. There some of us played games.
A few were singing and roaming near the garden. A bit broad lane which led to this garden appeared like Khau Galli (eaters' lane). Food stalls and hawkers crowded the foot-path on both sides. There was heavy vehicular traffic, and so there was not sufficient space for foot-path walkers.
At our Khopoli halt we had tea and light refreshments. It was really a jolly good time for us. My mother was awaiting my arrival. When I reached home, it was nearly 11 p.m.
DIFFICULT WORDS Profound - intense, Depict - represent in a drawing or painting etc., Discreet - tactful, Telling - significant, striking.