The road to our house in the rainy season

Our Bangladesh is very diverse. We have innumerable rivers, canals, beels, ditches and ponds in Bangladesh. One of its canals can be seen next to our house.

This is the road to our house. We have to travel on this road every day. Now during the rainy season our road gets very bad. Because our road is dirt. We appealed to the municipal authorities and no solution was found.

Written by poet Sufia Kamal„

I was coming in the rain, after the inflammation of the summer, Maya Kajal filled her eyes with tenderness in her eyes. There is no comparison of the rainy season in Bangladesh in its variety of forms.
The great poet Kalidasa saw the appearance of clouds on the first day of Ashar. But in Bangladesh, the range of rains spread from Baishakh Jestha to the middle of Ashwin. However, Ashar Shravan is the full form of monsoon. As far as the horizon is concerned, Pangshu is standing on the road with his feet wrapped in the water of the clouds.

Guru guru dake diya, futeche kadam keya Peacock feathers lift up and sing happily.It is raining all day long.

Picture taken with Samsung galaxy J5 Pro mobile
The Bengali text has been translated into English as Google Translation