A Walk Through a Village
English Essay on “A Walk Through a Village”
Last winter vacation I went to Shahpur Patio, a village in Sind to pass a few clays with my uncle who lived there. Shahpur pallo is a small village far from the hustle and bustle of a city. It was alt calm every where and simple village people were seen on the unpaved streets.
One evening I, with my cousin, went out for a stroll through the village. The unpaved street that wound through the village was dusty with pieces of stones, bricks and some garbage lying here and there. Small children and boys were playing on the street. some were busy with marbles and some were playing bide and seek or Gull danda.
On both sides of the street there were houses, most of which were kuccha. Every house had a verandah. In he verandah we saw ploughs and pile of hay. He side every verandah there was a room where in oxen were eating their evening meal of husk and water put in mangers. We stood for a while near a room looking at the oxen. Then we moved on.4essay.blogspot.com
Soon we came to the village main well. It was a very big well where girls, women and boys had gathered to pull water to take home. They were busy in their work quietly and helping each other. The regard, the respect, the sympathy, the assistance they gave each other showed as ii they were from the same family. No young man dared to leer at a young girl. It appeared as if all the young’s ones were real sisters and brothers.
From the well we walked up to the village market. In small dimly lighted shops sat the shop keepers who had variety of things to sell to meet the daily needs of the villagers. As we walked on we came to the village otaq. A village otaq is a hail where villagers assemble after evening meals to talk, to gossip, to sing and to pass time. It is also the parliament house of the village where people, under the president ship of an elderly man discuss village problems and reach at decisions. Since it was only dusk time the otaq was empty with a few cots lying there.
Now it was the time to return as it was getting dark and time for evening meal was approaching. In villages, people take their evening meal just after Maghrib prayer. So we returned to take our evening meal.
One evening I, with my cousin, went out for a stroll through the village. The unpaved street that wound through the village was dusty with pieces of stones, bricks and some garbage lying here and there. Small children and boys were playing on the street. some were busy with marbles and some were playing bide and seek or Gull danda.
On both sides of the street there were houses, most of which were kuccha. Every house had a verandah. In he verandah we saw ploughs and pile of hay. He side every verandah there was a room where in oxen were eating their evening meal of husk and water put in mangers. We stood for a while near a room looking at the oxen. Then we moved on.4essay.blogspot.com
Soon we came to the village main well. It was a very big well where girls, women and boys had gathered to pull water to take home. They were busy in their work quietly and helping each other. The regard, the respect, the sympathy, the assistance they gave each other showed as ii they were from the same family. No young man dared to leer at a young girl. It appeared as if all the young’s ones were real sisters and brothers.
From the well we walked up to the village market. In small dimly lighted shops sat the shop keepers who had variety of things to sell to meet the daily needs of the villagers. As we walked on we came to the village otaq. A village otaq is a hail where villagers assemble after evening meals to talk, to gossip, to sing and to pass time. It is also the parliament house of the village where people, under the president ship of an elderly man discuss village problems and reach at decisions. Since it was only dusk time the otaq was empty with a few cots lying there.
Now it was the time to return as it was getting dark and time for evening meal was approaching. In villages, people take their evening meal just after Maghrib prayer. So we returned to take our evening meal.
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