Better Life/The Diary Game/Beauty of my village(16 November 2024)

Today I went to my uncle's house with my little son Ali. My uncle's house is in the middle of the crop field. Great view. It seems like a floating island in the sea of ​​green. If someone is very upset, if he comes here, within a few moments his mind will be filled with peace.

There are still some mud houses in our village. They are built in the middle of such beautiful trees, and it is surprising to think that people's taste is so beautiful. The mud houses are kept tidy. You will not find any adulteration anywhere in this beauty of the village. We used to live in a mud house when we were young. But there is a disturbance of the soil throughout the year. That is the origin of rats. Brick houses also have relatively less mice.

Most of the people in our village are engaged in agriculture. All members of their family are directly involved in agriculture. You can understand from the picture I have given. Two little girls with rice going to the field
For someone in the family. In fact, these are people. What a simple yet beautiful village these things are. There is no complexity here like in the city. Even if they cannot use advanced technology like cities, they live quite happily. They do not understand the complexities of life. Life is beautiful here.

The village roads are no longer paved. The roads are almost pitched everywhere. If the village metho is not there, the beauty of that Akabaka street is still there. My son Ali and I walked on the narrow paved road. The mind was filled with peace. My village is so beautiful that it cannot be expressed in pictures. If you really want to see some natural beauty, then I would say, don't go to any park, come to any of our villages in Bangladesh. These villages are the pride of Bengal. In one word, they are extraordinary.