Better Life /The diary game (7 August 2024)What a boring afternoon😞

However, there was not much to do throughout the day. Wanted to go to town but couldn't because of a problem. As the sun was hot outside, I stayed in the room almost all day. Bickel did not like staying in the room. I went out in the late afternoon. A new house is under construction next to our house. I thought to come back from the roof of that house.

So what you think is what you do. I went to the roof of the house. The house faces the open field. Lots of cold air on the roof. An atmosphere of mind-boggling light and shadow has been created. The mind became very bored. I felt very alone. The unique nature has matched its beauty mercilessly. I am a miser in the midst of genuine beauty. Feeling very alone. Lack of loved ones makes the mind sad. Loneliness is terrible.

The nature around the roof is amazing. The green vegetation of the village creates a different feel to the crop fields. There is no adulteration. So pure and pure that the heart is satisfied. The taste of life. This immaculate green calm pristine natural beauty of my Bengal cannot exist in any other country. Everything is mine. It's yours alone.

Rooftop plants are leaning over the roof. Palm trees, baby trees, palm trees and many other trees are standing right next to me. As if talking to the wind. No one seems to know me. In fact, nature does not recognize me, or I am hiding myself? Can't be theirs? People are always selfish.

I stood on the open roof for a long time and saw the surroundings. It was visible from above. It is very nice to see the open environment. All around is green and green. It was sunset time. It's twilight when I'm on the roof. The color of twilight is not so dark because of the light clouds in the sky. Then the environment is charming. Twilight is my favorite. Twilight looks very beautiful and amazing to me.

It was evening. I quickly came down from the roof. During the Maghrib, the jinn comes and goes. Coming near the house, I saw many women sitting and talking. After standing there for some time, Maghrib was called. I came home. I finished the necessary work. My son Ali asked for rice. I also played rice by feeding him rice. I wrote a blog.