Like many, I grew up in a village. In pursuit of higher education, I later moved to the city. Although the distance from our Capital City to my village is only 25 kilometers, a similar environment of the village can be found here. The special aspect of the village houses is that people have their own pond in front of almost every house. From a young age, I used to see fish grow naturally in these ponds , and almost every year at the end of the winter, fish were caught reducing the water from there. This was a different experience. After a long time, seeing the boys fishing in the same way reminded me of my past.
I came to my village home yesterday afternoon. I usually roam around when I come to the village. Like always when I woke up this morning went for a walk. I saw people were fishing in the dark clay of that pond. This is usually done early in the morning. Since I reached there a little late, I could not see the main part of the fishing. Nevertheless, when I reached there, two boys were still fishing in the sludge.
We have a fishing community in our locality. Usually when we need to fish in a pond, they are called to perform the job. Although the boys who were fishing in the pond were not from the fishing community, they seemed to be very good at fishing. Usually different types fish including mudcat are found under the mud. When the boys were collecting fish, I saw that they had caught several different species of fish.
Yesterday afternoon I took several pictures while walking along the side of this pond. At that time, the pond was full of water. An incredible scene was created when the shadow of several trees fell on the water of the pond. Later this morning, however, the pond water was drained and made suitable for fishing.
Seeing the boys fishing in the mud, I wanted to fish there what I did when I was a teenager. Later I restrained myself because after many days maybe the matter would seem ridiculous to others. Although the human mind is evergreen, but due to the situation, a lot of functions cannot be done even if one wants to. However, I was very happy to see the boys fishing. Such scenes can only be observed in rural Bengal, that's the reason I come back here again and again.
