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मेरे जीवन का लक्ष्य पर निबन्ध
मेरे जीवन का लक्ष्य पर निबन्ध

मेरे जीवन का लक्ष्य


प्रत्येक व्यक्ति की कोई आकांक्षा होती है। होश संभालने के साथ वह कुछ बनने की बात सोचने लगता है, उसकी आंखों में कुछ सपने पलने लगते हैं , जिन को साकार करने के लिए व कठोर परिश्रम करता है।

साधनों की पहचान-व्यक्ति अपने जीवन का लक्ष्य अपनी शारीरिक,बौद्धिक और मानसिक योग्यता और रुझान केअनुरोध करता है और यह आवश्यक भी है। इस दिशा में मुझे बच्चन जी की कविता की पंक्तियां याद आती है-

पूर्व चलने के बटोही, बाट की पहचान कर ले। कौन कहता है कि सपनों को ना आने दे ह्रदय में, देखते सब हैं इन्हें अपने समय में ,अपनी उम्र में। स्वप्न पर ही मुग्ध मत हो सत्य का भी ज्ञान कर ले।

और इन सभी बातों को ध्यान में रखते हुए मैंने एक पुलिस अधिकारी बनने का निश्चय किया है।

पुलिस अधिकारी के रूप में मेरा स्वप्न-

मैं एक पुलिस अधिकारी बनकर अपने समाज के लिए बहुत कुछ करना चाहती हूं। मैं इस समाज को भय मुक्त कराना चाहती हूं। भारत की पुलिस सेना का नाम सुनते ही अपराधियों के रोंगठे खड़े हो जाएं। यदि सभी परिस्थितियां मेरा साथ देती हैं और मैं एक बड़ी पुलिस अधिकारी बनती हूं तो हमारे देश को मैं फिर से सोने की चिड़िया में बदल दूंगी जहां शत्रु हमारे देश की ओर आंख उठाकर भी ना देख पाएंगे। मैं सोचती हूं कि अपनी मातृभूमि के प्रति देश प्रेम की भावना रखने वालों का लक्ष महान होता है।

जो भरा नहीं है भावों से, बहती जिसमें रसधार नहीं। वह हृदय नहीं पत्थर है, जिसमें स्वदेश का प्यार नहीं। “


मैं एक पुलिस अधिकारी के रूप में अपने देश के लिए जो कुछ संभव हुआ, वह करने को तैयार हूं। इसी बात पर मुझे कवि श्री माखनलाल चतुर्वेदी की कविता ‘फूल की अभिलाषा’ की याद आ गई जिसमें एक फूल कहता है-

हे माली! मुझे तोड़कर उस मार्ग पर फेंक देना जिस राह से मातृभूमि पर शीश चढ़ाने वाले उनके वीर जा रहे हों।

Short essay on Journey by Train
Short essay on Journey by Train

Essay on Journey by train

I have travelled by train many times. But these were short Journeys. One day, my father told us that he is going to Kanyakumari on a business trip. He decided to take the whole family with him. We were thrilled to hear this good news. We packed our luggage and went to Kota by train, as our real journey was to start from there. At Kota we boarded the Rajdhani Express for Kanyakumari. We travelled in a second class AC compartment.

The journey was very comfortable. We passed through many states. I looked out during the day and enjoyed the scenery all along. We saw cattle grazing, people working in the fields, beautiful flower Gardens and orchards of fruit trees. Our train made very few halts. Meals was served at regular interval. We enjoyed the delicious food.

The scenery along the Konkan coast was really very beautiful. Our train passed through many tunnels. Then we reached Ernakulam, a very clean and beautiful city. From Ernakulam, we boarded another train for Kanyakumari. This part of our journey from Ernakulam to Kanyakumari was still more enjoyable. At last we reached our destination, Kanyakumari, the southern tip of India. We can never forget our journey.

My Pet Dog
My Pet Dog

Many people keep animals or birds as pet. Some people keep birds, others keep cats.

Many people keep dogs as pets. I too have a pet dog. My dog belongs to Pomerian breed. it is white in colour. I call it Max. His body is covered with soft, white fur. Max is small, active, smart and runs very fast.

I love my pet dog. I take great care of it and give him bath. Every morning I take him out for walk. Thus I too am able to have a walk every morning. I feel my dog personally. I give him biscuits, bread and milk and an egg every day, and twice a week I give him meat.

In Max, I have a loving and faithful companion. He accompanies me when I move around the house or in compound. He is very fond of playing ball. I throw the ball and my dog runs after it and brings it back to me.

My pet dog is also a good watchdog. At night Max guards the house, and is very sensitive to sound. He begins to bark at the slightest noise. He keeps barking till we get up and so does the duty of a good watchman.

My pet dog is very intelligent and alert. He barks at people but does not bite them. He plays with small children and likes their company and is very fond of all the members of our family.

We love our dog very much. Visitors to our house love Max too. When we go out we take the dog in the car with us. When we go out of station, we buy a ticket for Max too and take him with us.

A dog is the most faithful of all animals. It is very devoted to his master. So someone has rightly said that human beings are second to dogs in showing gratitude.


Essay on Postman

The postman is a very integral part of our daily life. Though this the age of computes and all that goes with it, the postman still delivers letters, books, magazines, parcels and money orders which cannot b done by computers.

The postman, being a government servant has to be identified as such, so he dons a khaki uniform, a matching cap and carries a bag on his shoulder in which he packs all the post that needs to be delivered.

The work of a postman is not easy. He starts his day by reporting at the office by 9 o’clock sharp. He signs the register and gets down to the business of the day. A gunny bag full of letters is sorted out for delivering in different zones of the city.

The letters and other postal articles of one zone are taken to the respective counter and thee they are sorted street-wise and number-wise, so that the postman does not waste the time while delivering his quota of the post. Then begins the tedious part of the job, that is going from house to house to make the deliveries. The letters are easy because he just drops them into the letterboxes or slips them under the doors in case there are no boxes.

Rain, hail, sunshine or storm you will never fail to see the postman on his rounds. He has no choice as his work is a very important and risky one at the same time, as he can be identified and held responsible for the loss of any postal articles. But unfortunately, the postman gets a very meager salary.

In villages the postman’s work is more or less the same but his job is made easier as he goes on his rounds on a cycle, because the villages are far apart. But sometimes the postman has to move on unmetalled roads and has to cross muddy fields.

Then the postman has to return to the post office, make his report to the postmaster, and then if any odd jobs need to be completed, he does so and calls it a day. He returns home a truly tired man.