The finish of the rainstorm isn't the end. At the point when you take off from the house promptly toward the beginning of the day, you see a green and new town canvassed in mist Winter is coming. In any case, the town trench bills are still loaded with water. Furthermore, certain individuals are as yet attempting to get fish in that water. Not that fish isn't accessible in any way. Different sorts of panchmishali fish are as yet being trapped in fishing nets. These anglers grin at seeing fish bouncing in the net while lifting the net from the water.
In spite of the fact that I couldn't say whether it is more right than wrong to call them prison. I have had the honor of seeing the fishing local area very close. Particularly the occupants of Haripur town in Madhavpur. Everybody in the town once picked fishing as a calling. After some time it bit by bit spread to different callings. In any case, the old calling isn't yet neglected. That is the reason anglers' families can in any case be seen living in each edge of the town. The people who get up promptly in the first part of the day and go out with the boat They go through the entire day in boats in the close by streams and bils and get back around evening time in the wake of getting fish. I had the option to pay attention to their accounts in view of remaining in Madhavpur for quite a while.
Despite the fact that it has come down throughout the previous two days, the sky is clear sufficient today Remaining under the delightful shining blue sky and strolling through the twisting roads of the town is an alternate encounter. Everything feels new. Like this tree enveloped by plants. The town metho stands gladly on one roadside Pink blossoms are showing up between the trees I don't have a clue about the name of this tree or bloom. The blossoms are basically the same as the leaves. Be that as it may, it looks extremely decent.
Or on the other hand this tree without branches. Quite some time ago I shared the image of this tree. Around then, nonetheless, it appeared to be that the tree had kicked the bucket In light of the fact that around then the branches were far away, not so much as a leaf was left And presently new leaves have begun developing. What a peculiar marvel, right?
The circle of nature is likewise lovely. Nature can embellish itself. We individuals more than once harmed that excellence and obliterate it. In practically every one of the created nations of the world, nature is given sufficient significance. In any case, we are strolling a contrary way I'm obliterating the nature as best I could We at any point have annihilated environments for the sake of urbanization. Furthermore, that is the reason we don't see subterranean insects in open fields or deserts subsequent to night. Be that as it may, at one at once, as the night descended, the bugs would come around in gatherings!
In any case, in the town where I'm, there is a Jonaki Pokar Mela held each night. In the little lake close to the town, a large number of cockroaches come running before nightfall. Meanders in the delight of the psyche. Be that as it may, how long will they have this bliss? For the sake of urbanization, this town will be obliterated in our grasp sooner or later. The gathering of bugs will vanish!
I don't have any idea how long I need to remain in the town. In any case, I'm partaking in these snapshots of being in the town. Assuming that allowed the opportunity, I would have spent the remainder of my life in some town. I care hardly at all about metropolitan stone life. Following three years in Dhaka, I'm fairly exhausted with metropolitan life. There are numerous accounts behind this disturbance. If not, I will let you know in another article one day. Today, we should not present those bent accounts in basic town stories.
So what I was talking about, it's good to stroll along the streets of these towns loaded with shrubberies. Between work, I walk alone with the serious sun on my head I like to walk. What's more, that is the reason I go out alone whenever I get an opportunity. Add your eyes and brain to the green wonderful view.