bus ki Yatra summary in English
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It is generally said that a journey by bus is not so thrilling as one by train or aero plane is. However, I had quite a pleasant experience of the journey by bus which I undertook last Sunday.
The week before Sunday had been a very hot one. My parents decided to spend a week at Shimla. We boarded the bus from Chandigarh to go to Shimla. We reached the bus stand early in the morning. My father had to stand in a queue for some minutes to buy the tickets. Meanwhile, we killed the time by sitting on a bench near the queue.
Hardly had father bought the tickets at the booking window when the bus bound for Shimla came. We boarded it immediately. I was feeling a thrill of pleasure in my heart. I was fortunate in getting a seat near the window. I looked out constantly with great curiosity. At first the terrain was plain and it was quite hot even in the bus.After sometimes, the bus moved on a hilly terrain and seemed to be moving upwards. It passed through a number of dark tunnels. I however, did not feel afraid because my papa and mummy were also there with me. Moreover, I found myself quite grown up to be courageous and bold.
I saw green hills, lush green forests which were dark and deep and small rivulets and springs. The pine trees looked very charming. The colorful flowers dancing in the breeze seemed to carry away my heart.
Indeed, it was a hilarious journey. As we reached Shimla, we felt that it was there cold enough to force us to wear some woolen garments. This was my first visit to Shimla which I can never forget. Nor I can ever forget the sweet journey by bus that we had.
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Last summer holidays I went to Dehi from Agra in a bus-the bus journey is not so comfortable as a journey by train is. At Agra bus stand there was a long queue. It took about an hour for me to get a ticket. When the bus came it was full with passengers. After a few minutes I got a nice seat. As my seat was near the window I enjoyed the scenes from the running bus-there were green trees, houses and huts on both sides of the road. Near me an old man was sitting. I talked with him and he told me about the various places that I should visit in Delhi. I enjoyed talking with him. After seven hours we reached Delhi bus stand. From there I hired an auto rickshaw and went to my cousin’s house. The bus journey was very good but not as good as a journey by train.
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