A Picnic Party (Short and Long Essays)

Topic: A Picnic Party
Level: Intermediate
Class: F.Sc (2nd Year)
Words: 600-1000
PDF Size: 3 MB

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Outlines

  • picnic parties are memorable events in a student’s or anyone’s life
  • a picnic party near a canal which I can never forget
  • how the party proceeded, telling jokes to each other
  • cycle race, a game of cards, climbing trees
  • then having food and taking rest before return home.

“A picnic is getting away from our worries forgetting them in enjoyments of different kinds.”

A Picnic Party Simple Essay for Boys

I shall always remember a picnic party that I describe here. I went to a canal (or river) in March last year with three friends of mine. All of us were on our bicycles, happy like birds and active like soldiers. We started early in the morning on a Sunday. We took food and fruit and cards with us. Two of us had mouth organs. As we reached the canal at about 8, we smiled to each other in joy. We were in a mood to enjoy ourselves to our fill (as much as possible). First of all, we decided to sit down under a tree to tell jokes. All of us had a pretty big storehouse of jokes that we emptied. We laughed so much that we forget all our troubles and problems.

Then one of my friends suggested that we have a cycle race of five kilometers along the road, beside the canal. After some thought, we jumped on our bicycles and started the race stood second. When we returned to our starting point, we were quite tired. So we lay down in the sun and rested for half an hour. We had fruit and felt quite fresh. Afterward, we played cards for some time. It was a real pleasure to sit in the open air and play and talk. The water of the canal was giving sweet musical sound, and it pleased us beyond description.

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Just sometime later, one of us said that it was no use sitting down. He said it would be better for them to climb some trees there. I did not like the idea, as I am not a good climber. But he said that he would himself climb a tree. He started climbing one with many branches. He reached its. top quite easily. He sat on the treetop and began laughing at us saying that we might also try to come up. Soon he started coming down. But, as he reached the middle of the tree, he found it difficult to move. Soon his foot.slipped and he fell down on the grass. As the ground was soft, he was not injured. He was very serious now, and he forgot all his earlier hits at us (remarks that he had passed on us).

We sat down on a grassy patch under tall trees and beside thick bushes. Having been tired by the exertion, we took a long rest. I even lay down and slept for a while. My other we companions also enjoyed some sleep. When we woke up, we were feeling fresh and active. We washed ourselves in the flowing water of the canal and then ate fruit. Then we started playing hide and seek around thick and tall trees. In the afternoon, we had some food and took further rest. In the evening, we returned home on bicycles, tired but satisfied at heart.

 

A Picnic Party Simple Essay for Girls

It was a bright sunny day in March last year that our 2nd-year students decided to go on a picnic. We discussed the picnic programme with our English teacher in the college sunken rose garden. The garden, itself looked like a picnic spot. But the girls wanted to go to a place outside the city. I suggested Kamran’s Baradari in the Ravi. It was a romantic idea, and all the class accepted it with loud cheers. Miss Robina, the teacher, loudly suggested the Jallo Park, but she was at once shouted down. She accepted my idea of Kamran’s Baradari, and we all were set to start the next day, Friday, on the college bus.

We started for the Ravi on Friday after attending our classes and saying the Friday prayer. In the afternoon, the overcast sky (covered with clouds) and the cool wind indicated (suggested) the coming of rain. We talked about it to Miss Robina and Miss Shabina from the college Physics department. They were in an extra-jolly mood, and they laughed and said that we could run into the Baradari with our games, and food if the rain came.

All this really happened afterward. When our boats reached the Baradari, it started drizzling (raining lightly). Soon the rain stopped altogether. We sat on a green grassy ground shadowed by the most beautiful trees on earth. We took out our dishes and put the sandwiches and burgers on them. As we were eating, the teachers asked a few girls to sing favorite film songs. The girls sang as well as they could. We then asked Miss Robina to sing her best-loved songs, as everyone knew that she was a perfect singer. She started singing, and we started. dancing together with Miss Shabina. We photographed each other and the scenes around.

Many of us put our unfinished meals in the dishes on the ground. We started playing ludo and cards in groups and some sat in corners at ease discussing their future plans. And then there was lightning and thunder and a downpour (sudden heavy rain). We picked up our dishes and ran into the Baradari. I saw Miss Shabina slipping on the ground hurting herself. The girls ran to her help and picked her up and carried her indoors.

Some half an hour later, the sky cleared and the sun could be seen sinking in the west. Our teachers asked us to collect our articles and prepare to return, We did so, and they led, us to the boats into which we jumped in wild passion and joy. We were wet and tired but were feeling greatly uplifted (in very high spirits) and excited.

 

A Picnic Party Essay with Quotations (1000 Words)

A picnic can be defined as an excursion for enjoyment and recreation. According to Ambrose Bierce, recreation is defined as

“A pleasent kind of dejection to relieve a general fatigue”.

Recreation is the spending of time in pleasurable activities. Engaging ourselves in activities that invite happiness and peace of mind is nothing but recreation. Recreation can refreshing break from the monotony. With the increasing pace of life, we have become the participants of a never-ending rat race. In the fast life, we have becomes too busy to take out time to peep into our self. We have no time to introspect. We have no time to interact. Recreation is an activity, rather an opportunity to take a break. the much-needed break from work.

“What is this life if, full of cure, we have no time to stand and stare?”

Recreation is like a rain shower during the days of something heat. It is like a ray of moonlight in the dreadful darkness. Recreation is moreover the time to get together to have fun. Developing sometime for recreation on a daily basis helps in the long run in maintaining health and achieving peace of mind. So, a picnic is also a part of the recreational activity. It is an integral part of our life.

“All the history is the biography of great man”.

Once my friends planned to visit the famous Tomb of Jahangir at Lahore. It was a place which many of us had not visited although we had heard a lot about it. On the appointed day we set out for Lahore and reached there at about 10 am. We decided to go to the tomb of Noor Jahan, the great queen of India first of all. Surrounded by beautiful parks, the front portion of the tomb presented a magnificent look which reminded me of the lovely line from Keats, a famous romantic poet.

“A thing of beauty is joy for ever:
Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing”.

The main building of the tomb did not appear to be looked after properly. We offered Fateha and proceeded to the arena where the great king of India lay buried.

“History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man”.

In a few moments, we reached the tomb. The moment we entered through the big gate and looked around, we were rather disappointed. We thought that the tomb was not such a marvelous affair as we had expected to be, but the surprise really waited for us. As we move further, we went into a garden. We crossed the magnificent garden to the entrance of the tomb and instead of going decided to climb the towers first. From the tower, we could see the city of Lahore which lay as one mass of different colors, of different shades and different heights. It seemed as if the river Ravi was flowing right under our feet and the valley of the river in its broadness and bareness was picturesque indeed.

“Blessed are they who see beautiful things in humble places other people see nothing”.

We enjoyed a lot. We came down from the tower, took our shoes off and walked into the main building of the tomb. The passage to the tomb was done in beautiful tiles with flowers in the best tradition of Mughal Style.

What surprised us most was the freshness and grandeur of the tomb which had been built more than three hundred years ago. It was awe-inspiring to see and feel that the place where we were three standing was actually the place like that fancy and imagination could be allowed run free. My own thoughts were wandering at that time. I was thinking

“Out beyond ideas of wrong doing
and right doing there is field.
i’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass
the world is too full to talk about”.

Then we want to the river of Ravi. It was flowing very peacefully. There were serenity and calmness everywhere. We spread a sheet and sat under a cool shady tree. Apart from a good company, nature helped us. The sky was overcast with clouds and the summer sun would not come out. There was a cool breeze indicating that somewhere not at a great distance it was raining. We decided to have a bath in the river. All of us were very good swimmers. Swimming is a very good exercise and we played as we swam in the river. It was really very interesting.

After the bath, we took our lunch after some time. Swimming had whetted our appetite already. My sweet cousin also with me. She was looking very beautiful after bathing. I got him aside from my other fellows. And took some patience with her. I had the feeling that

“The end of labour is to gain leisures”

After meals, we took rest for a while. We had a mind to play cards. But unfortunately, we had forgotten to bring cards with us. Then we decided to walk around the gardens and fields singing all the way to the mango tree. The ripe mangoes attracted our attention and we had them to our fill. After sometime we decided to return. We reached home at night and were feeling tired. We are very happy that we had a very enjoyable time of our life during the whole day.

“Harsh days never last forever but good memories does”.

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