My favourite hobby
Hobby means one’s favourite occupation, but not one’s main business. A man does not depend on it for his living but it is our less important than his main business. It is an interesting way to enjoy our leisure period. There are many kinds of like gardening, drawing a picture, painting, kite flying, stamp collecting, fishing etc. Whatever be one’s hobby. It offers one pleasure and instruction. I am a student. I also have a hobby. It is gardening. My garden is in front of my reading room. I have planted many kinds of flower plants in it. I work there with a spade during my leisure. I make the soil loose, weed our the grass and plant new flower plants. Sometimes I water them. There is a strong fence around my garden so that naughty boys and animals can do no harm to my flower plants. I like gardening because it is very useful for health and mind. It is a sort of physical exercise. If strengthens my health and refreshes my mind. Every day I get great pleasures when I see the blooming flowers in the garden. I am charmed at their beauty when they are tossed by the gentle breeze. I also pleasure when the sweet scent of flowers comes into my room. Besides this, I grow some vegetables in my garden. This saves a lot of expenses of my family.
For a cheerful life, every man should have a hobby. But we should see our main works are not hampered on account of it.
A journey by train I made
A journey is pleasant to all. A journey by train is especially very pleasant and enjoyable to me. A few days ago I made a journey by train from Dhaka to Chittagong. During the last vacation, one of my friends requested me to attend his sister’s marriage ceremony at Chittagong. So I got a chance to make a journey by train. I accepted this invitation gladly. Two other friends joined me. On the fixed day we reached Kamala PUR station was very crowded. Somehow managed to buy our tickets. With great difficulty, we got into the train. Fortunately, I get my seat beside the window. After a few minutes, the guard blew the whistle and train began to move on. At first, the train moved on slowly. Then it began to run in full speed.
I kept looking outside through the window. The train was passing through the green fields. Dew drops on green grasses were glittering like pearls. Trees and houses seemed to run behind. We saw the farmers working in the field. Cattle were grazing here and three. I enjoyed the scenes with the cheerful mind. The train stopped at a few big stations. We bought boiled eggs, bananas, magazines etc. from the hawkers. When the train started from feni station, I saw the hills of Chittagong. On the right I saw the vast sheet of water of the bay of Bengal. All these pleased mine very much. At last, the train reached Chittagong at 5 pm. We got down from the train and saw my friend at a station. He came to receive us. He became very pleased to see us.
It was the most pleasant journey in my life. Enjoyed it so much that the memory of the journey will remain ever fresh in my heart.
thanks for all.