One day in Khagrachari forest.

Our destination is Khagrachari upazila from Panchchhari upazila. Bengali settlement centered around Islampur Bazar of the upazila. They live on the plane. The hillside and hill hills are located near. Nowadays, living in the bamboo fenugreek house with some tin rice in some mountainous plots. In addition to the Bengali settlers, plots, tilas, oyas, paddy, ginger, garlic, turmeric cultivation. In previous years, preparations for burning head and zoom were seen on a hill near pucca street, I rarely saw the ride. Zum cultivars lose the top layer of soil. The normal life of nature, density such as decay, and also the long-term fruit trees are destroyed.
The zum farming process is still in the deep forest. In the hills, jackfruit, mango, litchi, Kamranga, amalki, olive, guava, shedda, grapefruit, plum are being cultivated. Pineapple, jackfruit, lemon These are primitive crops. Recently, the news of these cultivars of orange, coffee has been seen in the media's welfare. There is a government nursery in Islampur. Horticulture Center, Panchhari In this training center, there are the expansion of fruit trees in the method of pen, mushroom cultivation, honey cultivation and Mou conservation training. There are plenty of planting plants here. From here, mango, plums, pearls, fruit and medicinal plants are sold and sold. The forest cottage is located about five to six kilometers away from Panchari Bazar. There is a 50 feet high-sounded Buddha statue. Apart from this, in addition to some smaller Buddhas in the same premises, there are different types of female images. The adjacent to a nearby side of the Buddhist family Because of the diversity of landscapes, elevations and colorful idols here, with the view of several hill tops and plains, Apart from this, Virasittila has a different route. Brassy Tila's location is near pucca, but its shaft glows down to the glow. It is said that a military patrol team discovered a tomb in the area without roads. Some of the enthusiastic brave people have come to see themselves. The mazar How it was not known when it was made. Many Muslims, Hindus, Buddhists, Christians go there and some people come to vow. We passed the Chengi river on the southeast before the Islampur Bazar. Rani, Murad coming from Dhaka with me. Farooq, Rubel, Safik and Makbul are added together They live in Panchari permanently. Plenty of winter vegetable fields in the flat lands The beginning of Pausa The red-white radiance is awake from the waist to the head. Expansion of cauliflower, cabbage, beans, pulses, and national grains. Tila crossing the plane, then on the edge of the steep hillside, the road to walk. Local hawkers are found in this route. Seeing their tight legs, they can understand how much they are capable of moving uphill and moving. They do not have any tension in breathing. We are thinking of whimping in a whirl, where we are going to lay down. There is no shortage of speed at their speed, no rope. There is a great shaft on the right.

Cultivation is not seen due to tree forest. Ship feet down on the slip. It is astonishing to see the early rice harvested on ninety degrees. It really depends on the idea of ​​'life as when' A fertile section of paddy cultivation is almost steep. Maqbool Huq crossed the hill and took him to the hill house. Hemant Tripura's house Two rooms as well. Knit in front There are five or six coconut trees in the courtyard, and the ropes of the banana rows are tilted. I remember the possibility of an exception to the coconut trees on the hills. The trunk is ten to twelve feet high. Two coconut loops are lying in two. Maqbool Hemantara seeks Mehman with the guests of Dhaka. Bring a tea from the house and let us sit in the coconut plant. Hemnath Tripura's wife Jharna Tripura, tapping the mouth with a bamboo cloth and tapping the mouth.
If you have any questions about whether there is a banana-papaya in the house or on the tree. Jhorna Tripura sadly said there is nothing in the house. Pointing to the coconut tree, one hand comes forward.
Our main destination is the Wanted Poetry. There is a fountain growing in the leaves of hay. The junk coconut turned into a cobbled chink into a tunnel and crossed the jungle. Look at the tree stairs. It will be very cheap. Although the light of the sun did not come here at 10 o'clock in the morning, due to the density of the leaves of the tree. As if there is a cover in a green leaf cloth.

Around twenty feet wide fountain. The last water flow of Paush is about three to four feet of space. In the rainy season, water flows here at high speed. Turning the spring after fifteen to twenty feet. The mountains on both sides are like erect walls. The water is being clamped on half a rocky hill. Then the accumulated flow of coarse water She flows in the Chengi river in the river. Nature goes to its rules. Here people did not walk. Nature remains uncertain.
The boys are moving ahead by passing clear water fountains. I am pushing the words of mysterious words in the heart of the city. The sound of this golgle is the voice of the forest of solitary forests.
Forest and Wildlife Festival As much as the humans go to forest, the forest recovers itself, takes it. Want to stay away from the destruction of civilization? There is no sound of human breathing, but there is no sound of thousands of millions of trees, but it does not sound. We destroy the carbon footprint of the Earth's air, pumping the forest oxygen into the genus. A few days ago I remembered about an advertisement on TV. Actor Abul Khayer is a poet. He is returning the Arjuna tree by which he made medicine. The father planted the son. That is, now the tree is past. Abul Khayer said, 'Then why do I do medicine?' He will save lives! "He is distributing tree saplings at the fair of the Hat and says, 'The trees are oily oxygen factories, God's gift is the life of Amago.' Salam of late actor Abul Khayer. He gave a sense of human understanding through breathing of a conscious human child.
There were forests in the city of Dhaka once, there were jungle, birds and birds and animals were all. Today, we have seen forest-jungle in the hill areas of Khagrachari district. I have taken medicines for a long time on my lungs, but I was returning to the cure with three days of chilly breathing. If the nature remains the same then our existence will disappear. Nature assures us our survival. There is no sound, there is no protest, but the creatures survive for their welfare. There is still time to walk behind us. They have to make their place for their survival.