You go to a very crowded place in your city and something unexpected happens. Write an article about the incident and explain the features of the place. (150- 180 words)
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Explanation:
Traffic jam is a common affair in the big cities and towns. This problem is the result of rapid growth of population and the increasing number of vehicles. Most often this problem occurs in the congested areas where the roads are very narrow.
In proportion to our population roads have not increased. There are many unlicensed vehicles which should be brought under control. The drivers are not willing to obey the traffic rules. Overtaking tendency also causes traffic jam. The number of traffic police is insufficient.
Most often traffic jam occurs at office time and also at the time when offices break. It kills our valuable time and our work is hampered. It causes great sufferings to the ambulance carrying dying patients and the fire brigade vehicles.
However, this problem can be solved by adopting some measures. Well planned spacious roads should be constructed. One way movement of vehicles should be introduced. Traffic rules should be imposed strictly so that the drivers are bound to obey them. Sufficient traffic police should be posted on important points. Unlicensed vehicles should be removed. After doing all these things we can hope to have a good traffic system for our easy and comfortable movement.
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Having being born and raised in the world’s second most populous country, seeing crowded places is not uncommon for me. Today, I’m going to share my experience of visiting a densely packed place.
Having being born and raised in the world’s second most populous country, seeing crowded places is not uncommon for me. Today, I’m going to share my experience of visiting a densely packed place.It happened two years ago when I went to Mumbai for a short trip. Some of my close friends live and work there. It was a long weekend. We just planned a get together and decided to meet on Saturday afternoon at a popular beach.
Having being born and raised in the world’s second most populous country, seeing crowded places is not uncommon for me. Today, I’m going to share my experience of visiting a densely packed place.It happened two years ago when I went to Mumbai for a short trip. Some of my close friends live and work there. It was a long weekend. We just planned a get together and decided to meet on Saturday afternoon at a popular beach.The morning was glorious; the sun was shining and there was not a cloud in sight. It was a perfect day to be out and about. Unfortunately other people seemed to have the same idea as us. Hence, it came as no surprise that the beach was brimming to the point of bursting. Wherever we looked, either there were people or animals. Families, performers, beggars and guides, add in a camel or two and you get the picture. The noise levels were deafening. The sounds of rowdy children, shrill shrieks of seagulls, and motorboats were all mixed together. The foul smell from a nearby fish market did not help matters much. It was utter chaos. I felt immensely overwhelmed.
Having being born and raised in the world’s second most populous country, seeing crowded places is not uncommon for me. Today, I’m going to share my experience of visiting a densely packed place.It happened two years ago when I went to Mumbai for a short trip. Some of my close friends live and work there. It was a long weekend. We just planned a get together and decided to meet on Saturday afternoon at a popular beach.The morning was glorious; the sun was shining and there was not a cloud in sight. It was a perfect day to be out and about. Unfortunately other people seemed to have the same idea as us. Hence, it came as no surprise that the beach was brimming to the point of bursting. Wherever we looked, either there were people or animals. Families, performers, beggars and guides, add in a camel or two and you get the picture. The noise levels were deafening. The sounds of rowdy children, shrill shrieks of seagulls, and motorboats were all mixed together. The foul smell from a nearby fish market did not help matters much. It was utter chaos. I felt immensely overwhelmed.We had planned a picnic but there was no place to even move around. There was not a speck of golden sand to be seen under all the blankets, footprints and hoof-prints. Leaving immediately was the only way to avoid being crushed. That’s what we were forced to do. Even though the plan to spend quality time with each other failed badly, coming out of that mess safely was a big relief.
Having being born and raised in the world’s second most populous country, seeing crowded places is not uncommon for me. Today, I’m going to share my experience of visiting a densely packed place.It happened two years ago when I went to Mumbai for a short trip. Some of my close friends live and work there. It was a long weekend. We just planned a get together and decided to meet on Saturday afternoon at a popular beach.The morning was glorious; the sun was shining and there was not a cloud in sight. It was a perfect day to be out and about. Unfortunately other people seemed to have the same idea as us. Hence, it came as no surprise that the beach was brimming to the point of bursting. Wherever we looked, either there were people or animals. Families, performers, beggars and guides, add in a camel or two and you get the picture. The noise levels were deafening. The sounds of rowdy children, shrill shrieks of seagulls, and motorboats were all mixed together. The foul smell from a nearby fish market did not help matters much. It was utter chaos. I felt immensely overwhelmed.We had planned a picnic but there was no place to even move around. There was not a speck of golden sand to be seen under all the blankets, footprints and hoof-prints. Leaving immediately was the only way to avoid being crushed. That’s what we were forced to do. Even though the plan to spend quality time with each other failed badly, coming out of that mess safely was a big relief.