Write a paragraph narrating your experience
"A Street Quarrel'. You may use the following outline
of points
One day -- you are studying - great noise in the
neighbourhood - you rush out-you see, two women,
standing on their doorsteps.. abusing each other.
throwing things at each other, go near each other,
catch each other by hair, drag each other - other
people intervene some try to pacify, others make fun
their husband arrive-drag them in-peace.
Answers
Yesterday I heard a noise in the street. I was doing ray home work then. I went out to see what had happened.
My two neighbours were quarrelling with each other. Many people had gathered to watch the quarrel. One of my neighbours had parked his car near the gate of the other neighbour.
The two were not on speaking terms, so they started quarrelling. One of them started abusing. Soon both of them started exchanging hot words. The hot words were likely to change into blows.
But the police van came soon. Someone had informed the police. The police head constable was an old and experienced man. He got the matter solved. He asked the neighbour to remove his car a little. This settled the matter. The quarrel came to an end.
Answer:
A Street Quarrel
Man and quarrelling are as if inseparables. We find men and women quarrelling everywhere at home, in offices, in society, in Government, and so much so that, quarrels sometimes even come out on the streets.
Once I had the merry occasion of witnessing a quarrel an street. I had just come out of my house, and, as I turned towards the market there I saw a huge crowd in the middle of the road that led to the market. Wondering what could have happened, I also just joined the bandwagon of excited people and, forgetting my work, I stood there with the rest of the crowd.
I stood there for quite some ten minutes but just could not understand what had actually happened. After frittering away some time, I finally asked the people there, as to what had happened. The story that followed my query was absolutely shocking and I was all out of my wits hearing all that trash. I just wondered at the pettiness of the human mind that could make such a loud rumpus about a thing that I considered nothing worthy of even talking about.
The story that emerged was that, one neighbour had hit with a stick the dog of another neighbour. It had so happened that, one Mr. Srivastava’s dog was playing with a ball on the lane that lay between the row of flats. Just as the dog was busy hitting the ball while holding it in its paws, Mr. Bali’s son brought his car and drove just brushing close to the little puppy of Mr. Srivastava. Even though the pet had not been as if touched, leave aside being hurt, the very fact that the neighbour’s car drove from close to the puppy was enough for the two neighbours to come out to the street to settle scores. The quarrel started with the pet puppy who was not even hurt, but, continued to bring in its trail, members of both families. Both the men first started abusing members of each other’s family and, as public in general enjoys it all, as time passed by, people started pouring out of their houses, of their flats and shops, and one after another, thus adding unnecessarily to the commotion caused for nothing. After the men forming a line of battle, women followed suit and several came out to see what was happening and to add to the crowd and noise.
When I reached the spot the scene that was in front of me just shocked me all out of my wits. I came to know the occasion for the broil and, lo and behold when I just reached there, the two main contestants, the two neighbours who had just started with an argument had now come to blows and a volley of abuses. The crowd was also very neatly divided between the two sides, one faction siding each of the fighters. There were abuses, blows and shouting and screeching all the while, coming from both the sides, one being louder than the other. Emotions ran high and as I stood there, people started tearing at each other’s hair, and I just could not believe how, such a small incident could enrage people to such an extent that, they lost all sense of proportion and showed off their ill behaviour on the road. To me, this depicted man’s capacity of making mountains out of molehills. A small altercation which could have, and actually should have ended with an argument may be for a few minutes without any one even knowing about it all, became a loud and ugly rumpus as though a magnum problem had arisen.
This incident, a quarrel on the street brought about to a halt all the traffic, and so many people came to know about the differences between the two neighbours. This incident on the road brings to my mind quite a few ugly habits of us human beings. First and foremost, I just could not understand why an altercation at all, more so when the dog was not even hurt at all, where was the need even for a heated argument? This in turn shows how so very intolerant we have become in to-day’s world. Besides this, another ugly facet of human character this incident depicted was that, we all yes we all add to any trouble we find around us. Instead of helping to cool the matters ahead, we are inclined to add to fury may be even to settle our scores with people. We have lost all patience, tolerance, and semblance of good behaviour. How we can bring small quarrels on the road and wash our dirty linen in front of all, is just beyond my understanding. This shows that we are just not even the least bothered about What people may think of us if we misbehave.
This little street quarrel made me wiser than before and, I started understanding the low depths that human behaviour and human relationships have gone to. It was an eye opener and I, for one, promised myself never to behave so vulgar, like a street urchin.Explanation: