Essay on an Excursion

Excursions are a must, especially for students. They have a great educational value. That is why schools often organize excursions for the students. Apart from educating students and exposing them to various experiences, it is a great means of recreation. It is the day all students wait for eagerly.

My class was taken on an excursion last month. A bus was arranged. We sat in it and it took us to all the places we had to see. We were all very happy. We sang on our way and the bus speeded through various towns and villages. The sound of the horn was a constant irritant but we could tolerate it because we were too busy having a good singing session in the bus. We were going to Agra from Delhi.

The bus stopped on the way at a restaurant. We all got off the bus to have some refreshments. Our teachers had to take good care of us lest any body got lost. After half an hour we were on our way again. Many of my friends started feeling a little sleepy and tired.

Soon we reached Agra. We formed a line and entered the guest house where our stay had been arranged. We were to see Fatehpur Sikri and the Taj Mahal and leave for Delhi the following day. We left our luggage in the guest house, freshened up and were on our way to see the Taj Mahal. When I first set my eyes on the Taj Mahal, I was speechless. It is rightly called one of the wonders of the world. A white marble dream was before our eyes. Many students began to click cameras. I took a closer look at the work done on the marble. The inlay work which is a special feature with the artisans of Agra was visible on the walls of the Taj Mahal.

We sat down on the grass and played some games again. All this time we had the beautiful Taj in view. Time and again I would look up to glance at it. I could not resist walking around it several times. It took me long to thoroughly absorb the beauty of this masterpiece.

We left for Fatehpur Sikri after that; it was a great experience to sec the tombs of the ancient Mughal Kings and Queens. History suddenly came alive. I asked my teacher several questions to satisfy my curiosity about various details. It was a memorable trip.

We drove back home but the return journey was filled with a bit of sadness. It was the end of great two days in my school life.