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Can Money Buy Happiness?


There are some people who say’s that money can buy you happiness on the same side there are some people who say’s that having enough money is the second name of problems.



As we all know that, in the present century, we give more importance to money instead of anything. We all work 9 hours almost a day to earn money to full fill our dreams, some people use to do work in part time as well to earn more. Money may not buy happiness for you but remember if you don’t have money you can’t full fill your basic needs which will force you to be sad and depress. So, we can say that money buys happiness for you indirectly, because no one wants to live a congested life.

It helps to buy anything you want in your life. Why costs of things are increasing like luxury cars, luxury houses, and luxury mobiles? Just because now a days, everyone want to show off, want to prove that he/she is richer than others. So, he/she want to earn money, buy luxury things and show off and that show off makes that person happier than before. As education is important now a days and education is a business so if someone want to let study his/her child so he/she must have to invest enough amount to let child study in a luxury environment. In short, if you want to give good education to your children, you must have money. If you become sick, you need to visit medical clinic and to visit a good doctor and to have a good treatment you need money obviously. These are the few examples which prove that money can buy happiness in terms of having a good life.

Having enough money may help you to increase happiness as mentioned in the above few examples, but don’t forget that having more money can destroy your peace too. I have a question for you, can you buy memories? Can you buy your past? Can you buy your loved one who has lost somewhere? Obviously not, so money can’t buy these things which are more important than your daily life needs. I think these three questions are enough to prove that money can’t buy happiness.

To conclude, money can buy your daily basic needs but it can’t buy a real meaning of happiness. Money can hardly buy few things which can please you but it can’t buy the things which you really need in your life to be happy.

An Ideal Student

The main quality that makes a student ideal is study. He is genuinely interested in his books. He don’t need to worry about to be serious for his study because he is already enough. His parents not need goad him to study. His teachers are confident of his earnestness. He devotes most of his time to his work. He takes pleasure in his work. He does not allow any other activity to disturb or to distract him.



An ideal student is, therefore, well-versed in his courses of study. He is hardworking and intelligent. He is conscientious. The reason is that he is regular in his work.
He does not allow his work to pile up. He is attentive in the classroom. He takes notes and improves upon them at home. If there is any difficulty, he consults the teacher without any hesitation. Of course, he does not cram. Nor does he study only from the examination point of view. He, therefore, does not fear the examination. An examination offers him an opportunity to show and test his ability.

Apart from studies, a perfect student is interested in many other things. Books are necessary but they are not everything. A good student always takes care of his body along with the brain. So, he is interested in games and sports. He may not be an excellent player of any game but he has enthusiasm for playing. If he cannot play, he at least participates as a spectator. Besides games there are other general activities at a college. He participates in as many of these activities as possible.

A model student's attitude to discipline is worth mentioning. Many students look upon discipline as a check on their freedom. A complete student regards discipline with respect and understanding. With him discipline is not an external force. He disciplines himself. He does not go against the rules of the college.

My Hobbies

There is no compulsion about a hobby. It arises purely from personal taste. Every boy or girl should have a hobby for spare time, for as the poet said:
                                “Absence of occupation is not rest.
                                A mind quite vacant is mind distressed.”




Since it depends on personal taste, it follows that there are many different hobbies. Some find it interesting to collect used postage stamps from all the different countries of the world. Others who are mechanical minded like to work with machinery: to take bicycles or radio-sets to pieces and assemble them again. Another may be fond of fretwork or painting, or of observing the habits of birds and animals in the jungle. A hobby has a beneficial effect on the mind and prevents one from ever becoming dull and in low spirit.
My hands automatically move towards books whenever I am free from my work. Reading is my hobby. There are two reasons for this choice. One it is my taste of life. Two, the Bill Gates, who is my hero, also liked reading a lot. He himself had a great collection of books. Besides, it is an advice of great writers to read books in order to write great, Hazlet, Bacon and almost all the writers used to study books and used the acquire a ideas into their writings, Reading followed by writing had made them perfect.

My choice of reading books ranges from poetry, history and geography to Quranic
Tafasirs. Also, books from English literature attract my attention. I read Urdu and English Poetry. The glory of the past is very fascinating to me. So, I have read many a book on Indian history. The knowledge of our ancestors makes me think that I am a part of the past. English novels, essays and stories contribute to my vocabulary and style. I also read Quranic Tafasirs by different scholars in order to grasp the true spirit of Islam.

Besides, I read newspapers and international magazines like "The Time" and “Newsweek”. Their study is very-interesting as they give a thorough view of any hot issue or topic.

The benefits of my hobby are unlimited. Firstly, reading has saved me from bad company and consequent tragic loss. Secondly, it has given me a clear advantage over my fellow students. I have giant vocabulary to speak and write, complete understanding of current affairs and literature by virtue of my hobby. Therefore, I score better marks in examinations and win, sometimes easily, in quiz contests and speech declamation.

My reading habits are another aspect to be investigated. I read books for the sake of pleasure and knowledge. Reading is a source of refreshment for me, not of burden or head-ache. However, when I am free from examinations, I read a lot, almost passionately. Secondly, I always hesitate to lend my books to somebody else because I do not trust anyone in this connection.

To conclude reading is a beneficial habit and a wise advice of great people. It leads one to success everywhere. Investment in this hobby would certainly pay off in future. One can enjoy success, leisure, happiness and great respect by having a good habit for one's spare time.

"The wisdom of a learned man cometh by opportunity of a leisure.”
 (Ecclesiastes)



College Life

College life is a person’s golden period of early youth. He remembers it in his whole life. He can never forget it. The periods of college life may be two years of intermediate classes. It may include two more years of graduation.














College life is a life of freedom. There is no fear of teachers. The teachers behave in a friendly manner. The students feel no compulsion in studies. They develop a sense of duty and study. They may go to the library or canteen or play ground in spare time. They may move with friends of their own choice. They develop self-confidence. They realize self importance. They learn good manners. They dreams of becoming officers after studies.

Functions, tours and sports are other aspects of college life. They are very happy occasions. They are memorable events of the student’s life. The students enjoy them very much. On these occasions they take photographs of friends, teachers and distinguished guests. They also take photographs of attractive scenery.


College life has some pitfalls also. Some students misuse the liberty. They give up their studies. Some students develop quarrelsome habits. They form terror groups. They disturb college administration. They tease other students. So their educational career is destroyed. Some students are misguided by selfish politicians, they like sabotage and strikes. Some students take too much interest in sports and other co-curricular activities. They ignore their studies. The students should avoid such harmful things.

A FRIGHTENING EXPERIENCE



I am not a person who get frighten easily. But I admit that an experience stuck into my mind and heart with terror. Whenever, I remember this experience I got scary. I think that everyone have an experience that remarkable in his as an scariest, horrible and frightening experience that one can never forgets. I also have such an experience that when I think about it my body get as cold as ice.



















I opened my eyes I looked outside from window. It was a cool winter morning. There was light darkness in this morning that makes me as happy as calm. Sun is playing hide and seek between the clouds. I got up from my bed and take bath and I took my breakfast with my family with little bit gossips. Then I moved to house of my friend to complete our assignment. All our friends were invited. I took my bike and start move to house of my friend. I choose a forest as a shortcut. The forest was full of dark trees. The forest was a little ghost. I was terrified when rope hanged on tree touch hardly to my neck. Below the forest there was a small canal. Water flew in the canal produce a sound which is pleasant to my ears. Besides this, a loud whispering of animals were produced which makes me to drive my bike faster. After some time I got out of forest and reached house of my friend. All friends were gathered. We completed our assignment with net surfing. After completed our assignment, the little sister of my friend who is an angel invited us to take lunch. We all sat on dining table and ate the lunch. After finished our lunch we were served with a dessert which tastes bitter sweet. Then we decided to play some games and watch movie. We watched a horror movie. Some of our friends got frightened but I didn’t.


After this we decided to move our homes. It was 9am. The time was flow away. We didn’t realized that time has passed so quickly. We said good bye to everyone and moved on. Stars were dancing in the sky. The night was black as coal. Dark swallowed everywhere. Moon glared down from sky. I was on my way to home. Suddenly rain started, I stopped and stand under a dark tree. I felt some footsteps behind me. When I looked back there was a lady who put her hand on my shoulder. I really got scary. Her face was covered with her hairs. She wore a white dress. She had a bag in her hand. I thought in my mind that what she was doing here in midnight in this thundering weather. I thought she might be a killer or a kidnapper and have killing instruments in her bag. I was scared when I looked at her. She asked me to take lift to her. When she spoke I got more scary because her voice was horrible .I was clearly confused what to do. Then I controlled my feelings and tried to become brave as lion. She asked me again to take lift to her. I agreed to give lift to her. After some time rain stopped, we move on our way. I asked to lady that she was doing here in midnight. She said that she forget the way to her home. There was no one here and there I was alone with that strange lady. There were scariest sounds of animals. After some time I felt that something is coming towards my neck. As I looked back her hands were around my neck. She grabbed my neck and tried to kill me. I stopped my bike and try to get away from that lady. I could not take breath easily. After trying I got away from her and as I looked back there was no one. I really got scary and thought that she was a living dead. I was terrified and I got blind as bat with fear. I started my bike and drive speedily after some time I entered into my room and locked it. I tried to sleep.

Next morning when I got up I tried to forget the last night which was the scariest night of my life. I decided to forget it by looking at the shining sun.

CONCERT

I can describe this event as one of the best ones of my life. As it was a concert of a rock band that I was following for many years. The concert of my favorite German band, Rammstien. The tickets were as expensive as gold jewelry. As black color is the signature color of that band so every person was wearing black shirt. The environment was as black as coal. That was a great experience because I had never seen them before and it was too cold that night as there were freezers everywhere. The environment was so amazing that I want to repeat that day.














I remember driving to Islamabad to get ticket two days before the concert. As I reached there I was tired and after seeing the long line I thought that I will never get the ticket and felt blue. My heart was broken but I waited too long to get the ticket. After an hour a boy came to me and asked that he had an extra ticket and he wanted to sell it, I purchased the ticket from him and that day the boy was the light of my life. I came back home the next day and realized I have wasted a lot of time because time is a thief.


The next day I went to the arena to attend the concert. The line was too long to get into the arena. I was not a small crowd as there were people everywhere around. Some people were selling black shirts and I ran slowly to get one. After some time I entered the arena and went nearer to the stage. It was a pretty cruel environment and people were pushing each other. The band suddenly came on the stage and stared the concert. It was the best moment of my life to see my dream band live in front of me. I could listen to people’s screams as they were singing in unison while all of us were just listening to the songs. As it was darkening, from the stage, green, yellow and red fluorescent lights started illuminating us. As I started singing with all the other people around me, my throat started hurting and I felt breathless, so I bought a bottle of water to feel better. The band threw original copies of discs of their latest album into the crowd but I didn’t get a single one and it was great depression for me. The concert was almost over after playing for three hours.


After all the amazing bands had played, people started pushing each other again to get out of that enormous place and I screamed million times to stay away from me as I don’t like anyone to touch me. After screaming a lot and my throat started horribly hurting like there was a cactus inside my throat. The night was cold and really dark and I had to walk thousand miles to get into my car. The light posts around the avenue helped us see the small. The smell of food was great, but as I did not have enough money, I just bought an icy cold soda. It tasted like heaven because my throat was refreshing again. I also bought potato chips after that which were salty and made my throat hurt. I saw people of different ages who came for the concert and I realized that rock is not only for youngsters because there were some old people too. Then I thought the event was so mismanaged that the manager’s brain was of the size of a pea because there were no separate places for old people. The place became empty in minutes and I suddenly saw the member of Rammstien leaving the arena in their brand new Lamborghini. I ran towards them and asked them for autograph and one of the member signed my shirt. Then the sat in their car which went faster than the speed of light.


Time flew and before I knew it, it was time for me to go home. After that I started walking towards the parking and took my car and drove home. It was so cold that the tires of my car were jammed with snow and the race paddle didn’t want to be pushed. The freezing steering scared my warm hands to never touch it. As I drove home all alone through the dark road I saw the evil trees lurking in the shadows.


I experienced almost all senses which helped me to make this one of the most enjoyable and memorable experiences in my life. I still remember the sounds, the sights and the smells of the food which make me want to go back in time to live that occasion for a second time. Even though, I suffered because of people’s attitude at some moments of the concert or because of my screams that hurt my throat once and again, it was really worth the moment.

Favorite Food



Everyone has its own relish for food that is as a matter of fact his basic need. But in keeping with my thought food should be filled with taste, entire diet and a healthy salad. Food should be fully tasteful as a colorful painting filled with flamboyant colors. Food is a kernel of nut for my body through it remains fit and juvenile. I like tasty food to dislike every other thing to the front of me.


I like to have all pots of food in my belly if I do see my favorite food. Food is like a candle for me that kindles my life with genesis of light. Food should consisted of entire diet like an Islam with entire code of life. Food should be consisted entirely of all tastes of music. Food is liking or disking of people according to their taste. But my favorite food; full of all diets makes me a colorful rainbow and then its changes me to be active and festive. Thirdly, a food with salad is like electric potential that makes me fully energetic. A food with salad is an electric power for me to make me do every task. Food without salad is perfectly imperfect food. I want to kill the cook who is going to set food without salad. Food including salad accelerates me to keep changes in my life with respect to progress and tasks.2

So a healthy food for me is like a medicine for my body. A fully diet food is my body outfitting to make me feel proud. I like to have hot or cold but healthy food. Everyone can become a green field if he eats healthy food. So healthy food shoves lazy men even to carry out work.2

Appearances can be deceiving

A person with a perfect yet imperfect personality .The one who stays in the shadows like a bat in a cave always too careful. Dexter was a insignia of weird and yet so sociable. The perfect mix of a sociopath.


Being a qualified and perfectly capable forensic cop he was specialized in blood spatter analysis and could be the best out there but nobody knew that this was just a front on which Dexter might be the great pretender. He was a hero in the morning and a villain in the night.

He was a professional in pretending to be a father, a husband, a cop, a hero but in the depth of the coldest nights he planned to endeavor on the Godliness of taking a life of another, calmly and collectively. He used to plan on it for weeks, but plastics, new blades, and all kind of drugs.

But he didn’t kill randomly, there was an ignition that cursed within him which started when he was 7 years old, when his mother head was severed with a chain-saw infront of him. Thus was just a hero, he killed just the other villains but how long before he himself will to his own prey?
 
Appearances can be deceiving…

A MEMORABLE JOURNEY


            Life is a like journey. A successful and happy life cannot be imagined without making any journey. Some journeys are too memorable that we cannot forget them. I had one such experience.




















During the last vacation I gained an opportunity to have a journey. Opportunity knocked on the door. It was the last movement of March. I had completed my Mid-Term exam. After completing my mid-term examination i decided to prove myself and took a short English course at oxford university, England. It was a huge thing for me, as it was going to be my first time travelling alone. The duration of this course consists of two months taking English classes five days a week. This course will help me to improve my English language skills .England was a lovely place to stay. I had the opportunity to know about the England and other countries as well.




At England my aunt Angelina was waiting for me. During my stay at England, she was going to be my host mom. I visited her house. Her house was as clean as a whistle. Then i visited my oxford university. It is a little big than other universities. It was as big as a ship. I was really surprised to see it. Days passed by and I was really going to enjoy my journey in England. There I met a lot of people. I enjoyed their company. Meanwhile I was also improving my language skills. The teacher of Oxford University helps me very much. They taught me the easiest way to learn English language that it seems to me as easy as shooting fish in a barrel.


I also had a friend at Oxford University. His name is ben. He is a night owl. In free time I visited the famous places of England with him. First I visited big ben. It is one of most prominent symbols of London. Big Ben is largest 4-faced clock tower in the world. When I was wandering around Big Ben, unfortunately I was lost at that place. I was in a great depression. It seems to me that I was lost in the sea of nameless faces. I was clearly confused and did not know what to do. But soon my friend found me. Then i started visiting the other places. Then I visited Stonehenge it is among the most important prehistoric sites in the world. I used to wait for the end of course classes because after the course completion I decided to visit countries nearby England. And a day comes when I completed my course and ready for visiting the new places of England. I started by going to Scotland, and Netherlands where I had passed a great time. Then I decided to go to France, where everything was about love.it was almost midnight. At France the weather was very pleasant. The sky was full of dancing stars. The wind whispered softly in the night. Trees were dancing with the wind. I really enjoyed that night. Next it was the turn for Spain, where I was delighted to hear a bit of Spanish.


Being studying overseas was a great experience for me because in certain way, I learnt how to survive. Also the people I met and the things I saw were something that I will never forget. Life is a roller coaster.I realized how different people see the world, and because of that, I learnt how to get involve in realities, which are not similar as the one I had. And last but not least, I improved my language skills just by being there trying to survive as I said before. All these reasons proved that my experience in Oxford University was a unique one, and a journey that I will always treasured in my heart. That is why I considered it as a memorable journey.

The Breakup of Friendship

Most often when friendships were broken, it is hard to put it back the same as what before. Which are the most causes of break up? It is really true that when friendships broke, it is hard to return it back to what it has been before. Things can be patched up but the friendship will never return. Is friendship the most unbreakable relation in the world? Maybe or not...!! People say friends are everything they understand you better than your family. They have no blood relation with you but still they care for you. I also have these kind of thinking about friends recently, but I was wrong and so does everyone who says something like that about friends. No one is yours in this world. Everyone has a fake mask on their faces.



















It’s been one year. 365 days since she left me. Our relationship began about 2 year ago. For me, those were the happiest days of my life. I had other friends, but none of them would eventually compare to her. Sorry I don’t want to mention her Name as people mention their friend’s Name. She made me feel loved, that finally this relationship was real, and not the sort that just for fun. I treated it as a serious relationship and I certainly hope she did too. I first met her in my academy. I thought she was a newcomer. She looked gorgeous. She asked me that weather she could sit on the blank chair which was beside me. I said "Yeah, sure why not?", and she said "Thanks". She had such a pretty voice like her personality. Firstly she asked me for a pen and I gave her then we introduced ourselves to each other. After spending time with her I assumed that she was such a nice girl. She was perfect in every-way.

 
Next day I reached academy before time which was not my habit as usual. I started searching her as I came here just for her. I thought she was late. After sometime a pretty girl asked mam that weather she could enter the class. And yes, she was finally here. I saw her and she saw me and we both smiled. She came to me and sat beside me on chair and again we started talking to each other. We started meeting on daily basis and started to spend a lot of time with each other. I think I took this relation seriously and I fell in love with her. A lot of thoughts related to it came into my mind and I started to think about her. I don’t know what was happening to me.

Soon we exchange our contact numbers. I don’t know what her thoughts about me. And I really do care about what she thinks about me, and of course I care about what I think about her, because I was really in love with her. Actually, the fact was that she never said that she loved me or not. And this was the reason of my 1st side love. Finally, I decided to propose her.

After that incident I forgot about that and started behaving like a friend. Time passed and with the passage of time her behavior changed. She behaved rudely, but I ignored. Day by day her rudeness increased and every little chat started to anger her. Didn’t knew what has happened to her. One day I was talking her on text, suddenly, she said "Don’t text me". I said “what happened". She said "Nothing just leave me alone". For that time I said “OK" because I knew she was depressed and will surely text me when she’ll feel okay, but she never texted me or contacted me again. From that day until now, I’m still waiting for her message, because I still love her. She said "We can still be Best friends", but she broke her promise. I think she was naturally like that, but the fact is that she was just acting like that. A little pain never hurts anyone, but a little deception hurts you like hell. She knew that I was a deeply superficial person.

That’s why I said "people have fake masks on their faces". No one is yours in this world. We try everything to save our relations that we can, but when nothing could be done, we feel disappointed totally.


A Memorable wedding


The marriage hall was decorated like a beautiful bride. The stage stood up nicely being decorated with purple flowers because purple was the theme of the wedding. The beautifully decorated hall received a million words of praise by the guests. This indeed was an expected surprise for everyone.



















It was my friend’s wedding ceremony for which I had waited every second in the last 5 years. He was always a brother to me. I could never say never to his wedding invitation because he was just like a family member. On the wedding day, I was clearly confused while choosing me dress. All the best dresses in my cupboard pleaded to be worn on such a special occasion.


I reached the wedding hall in time because one would not want to be perfectly late on his best friend’s wedding. His father gave me a warm reception with a thousand greetings. When I reached the hall, I had tons of decorating material standing in front of me. Then I heard a loud whisper of one of the groom’s cousins telling someone about me that here comes the groom’s best friend.


I went up to the stage to meet the bride and the groom. The bride was looking as beautiful as a princess. She was wearing a stylish dress which was speaking of its worth itself. Both of them looked perfect together as if they were made for each other. All the family members were present on the stage and taking pictures with the couple. I greeted them with loads of congratulations. They also said that they were pleased to have me. The ceremony looked completely incomplete until the DJ played some nice wedding songs and few dance performances took place. Then as the delicious smells of the dinner started dancing all over the hall, the dinner was called ON. All the hungry predators lashed on to the meal as if it was their prey. It was a Royal meal and everyone enjoyed a lot.


After that it was the time for a sweet sorrow as the bride had to leave her family and go to her new home. All the family members had tears in their eyes and she met every one of them. Then she was lead towards the car in which she had to leave. The car was decorated just like the bride herself. All the guests started leaving the hall as the couple left the hall, so did I. The ceremony was a source of great pleasure for me.

My First Day at College

First day at a new place is usually interesting. The same is true in case of my first day at college. Dreams of the future are always more beautiful and charming than the realities of today. As soon as I appeared in the Matriculation Examination I started thinking of free, independent and interesting life of the college. My elder brother used to tell me that life in a college is more a fun than a serious effort to get education.



My first day at college is an important day of my life. To me it is an unforgettable day. Discipline for the school hard bored me and the attitude of teachers in making us to feel that they know everything upon earth had developed a positive hatred for the school life. That is why I was dreaming of the college life, the life which was not less than a life in a fairy land. During my school days. I had a glimpse of college life from my elder brother and sisters. I was most curiously waiting the day when I would start my college life. I thought that the college life would offer me a free life; here restrictions would be few and threats of teachers would be little. I could hear Hawaii calling my name. At last the longed for day came in.


I got admission in Punjab College. A thought came thousand times in my mind that how my first day at college would be? I entered the college premises with countless new hopes and aspirations. I was happy as clam to see that the college presented a new sight; it was quite different from what I had seen in and around our school. I came across many unknown faces.
I had some very strange experiences on the day of my college. I found all the newly admitted students in high spirits. They are all happy to make friends and they were silent as grave. I moved round the college. I was very much delighted to see the grand library of the college where I could find books on very subject.




I noted down the class from the notice board of my college. In a short while I went to the lecture room and mistaking it for a school I observed some rules of decorum. As soon as the teacher entered I stood up and greeted him. But I found a strange smile on the face of the teacher and it made us to think that we have not acted properly. The teacher did not teach for some time and indulged in general gossip. It was quite amusing and there was no strain upon our mind.


There were only five periods but we were supposed to attend only three periods; in one period the teacher gossiped whereas no teacher turned up during the other two periods. I felt a bit bored. I felt that life at the college is all play and no work but that also not good for a healthy outlook. I found that the method of teaching in the college is different from that in the school. Each subject is taught by a specialized teacher. Questions are not asked in the classes. Professors do not rebuke the students if they fail to learn their lessons. They simply tell the students to be conscious of their responsibilities which are a positive pact near to me. The students find here a homely atmosphere which they lack in the school. For this, they feel comfortable and easy as pie.


I felt a new rhythm of life and returned home with a mixed sense of duty and liberty.