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Essay on “A street quarrel” Complete Essay for Class 10, Class 12 and Graduation and other classes.

A street quarrel

Essay No. 01

Street quarrels are a very common scene in India. Their causes are simple but the results are serious. Sometimes peoples quarrel over trifles. These quarrels take a turn for the worse and men are involved in it.

A few days back a quarrel arose between two children. Nitin and Depam were flying kites on the roof of their houses. Their kites got in tangled and Nitin’s kite was cut off from the string. Depam started quarreling and says bad names to him. From hot words, they came to blows. Depam beat Nitin and his head began to bleed. Someone informed Nitin’s father. He lost his temper. He came running. He at once slapped Depam. Soon Depam’s father came to know and he came red with anger. He abused Nitin’s father and hit him. Now the quarrel looks like serious injuries.

A large number of people gathered on the spot. But no one tried to separate them. At last, someone informed the police. Two constables came. They separated them and asked them to proceed to the police station. Soon, an older man of the street assembled there. They also went to the police station and the quarrel was amicably settled.


Essay No. 02


A Street Quarrel

Man and quarreling are as if inseparable. We find men and women quarreling 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 a 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 neighbor had hit with a stick the dog of another neighbor. It had so happened that, one of 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 touched, leave aside being hurt, the very fact that the neighbor’s car drove from close to the puppy was enough for the two neighbors 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 neighbors 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 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 behavior on the road. To me, this depicted man’s capacity of making mountains out of molehills. A small altercation that could have, and actually should have ended with an argument maybe for a few minutes without anyone 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 neighbors. 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 today’s world. Besides this, another ugly facet of human character this incident depicted was that we all yes add to any trouble we find around us. Instead of helping to cool the matters ahead, we are inclined to add to fury maybe even to settle our scores with people. We have lost all patience, tolerance, and semblance of good behavior. 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 behavior 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.

Essay No. 03

A Street Quarrel

Quarrels often arise out of trifles. They are found everywhere where people live. But soon after a quarrel is over the parties involved in it forget all about it. Only sometimes a few quarrels grow into lifelong animosity or enmity.

Last week a quarrel took place in our street. Two boys were playing cricket. Another boy was passing by. Suddenly the cricket ball hit him. It was only a matter of chance. Chotte Lal picked up the ball and ran away with it. The two boys chased him and overtook him. They tried to snatch their ball from Chotte Lal. He refused to part with it. In the scuffle, he fell into a muddy drain. All his clothes got wet and spoiled. He lost his temper and started rebuking Munna and Nanhe. From hot words, they started exchanging blows. Chotte Lal was overpowered by Munna and Nanhe. He started crying loudly. Munna and Nanhe ran away. Chotte went to his house and complains about the two boys.

Chotte’s mother got excited. She went to Munna’s house and complained against him. There she saw Nanhe hiding behind the door. She began abusing and cursing the boys for beating her young son.

Munna’s mother did not keep quiet. She too paid her back in the same coin. They too began to exchange blows.

On hearing the noise some neighbours too arrived at the scene of the quarrel. They too stood there silently enjoying the quarrel. They were afraid of being dragged into the quarrel. But an old lady did intervene. She separated the two quarreling ladies. At this another woman took Munna’s mother aside. Chotte Lal’s mother still went on shouting for some time. After some time she began panting and stood still. She was given a glass of water to drink. Munna’s mother went in and closed her door with a bang. In this way the quarrel came to an end.

The next day the two ladies were chatting in the street. Not only this the boys too were friends once again. Chotte Lal was seen playing cricket with Munna, Nanhe, and some other boys in the neighbourhood. They had forgotten all about the earlier quarrel.


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  1. Nouman jahangir says:

    Too much long

  2. Vishal sh says:

    Good 1 sa

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