Travel is fun for everyone. However, the journey is just a delight, and travel can be found in a variety of information about the world around. Humans also enjoy joy and knowledge. It is difficult to find a person on the planet that does not like to travel. In such a way, there are many types of travels that are particularly enjoyable. Because, by boat, people can easily go to nature.
It is usually traveled in the land route, waterway and air. The riverine country is our country. There are numerous river-banks, khal-bills, spread like a net in the country's vast soil. People of this country used to travel more than once in the river. But due to the improvement of the communication system, the current waterways are not used much, but if you have to travel to the different areas of rural Bengal. One such tour was my chance.
After the end of the annual examination my school closed. I was planning to visit friends somewhere. But I could not agree on any plan. Suddenly one said that the boat trip. As we all grew up in the city, there was no chance to travel to the boat, so we all agreed to go on a boat one by one. Day-date is set. On Friday, we will go on boat trips to the Gawati river.
A mid-sized boat was rented on the first day of the journey. Two men were taken in the boat. Auction camera, tapewranker, water and some dry food biscuits, chanachur, chips, banana etc. along the route. Chawa is taken in a big flax.
At 8am, we reached at Dwinni Bazar. But during the winter the surrounding area was covered with fog. Everyone decided that we would start the journey only if the fog would be cut short. The fog cut and rose to 10 am in the morning to rise. After sunrise, we got up in the boat with the necessary things. At the same time, picking anchor anchor, the boat was released. We shouted with joy.
Shortly after leaving the boat, the moderate song "I was not able to sit in front of my mind." Even after the boat got up, we were a little bit scared, but we were completely frightened because of such delightful songs in the middle. The rhythm of the seams and the water, as well as the singing songs, gave us an unprecedented dawn. We were delighted by the boat's bohemian listening to music. In the meantime, when the boat hit the middle of the boat, we could not find it. Then there is another mediocre tune. Both of them have occasionally got Bhat song in happiness
"Hey and Rangila Nair Majhi
You take it to Lagate
Nigoom, listen to me. "
There were many more boats in the river. Some passenger, no one is freight again. Small and medium sized boats Asked by the middleman, according to the size-shape, there are different names for these boats. How many names are Dingi, Sampan, Pansi and Mayurpankhi? Some boats go back to the engine.
I felt as if the Creator made us this country. We looked at the scene of river two in the gloomy eyes. Crop fields, open fields, sometimes two or more rooms in the river. Our boats were never moderate, and they continued to shoot arrows. Suddenly I saw a flock of white balls flying. In the green nature of the two sides, the white barks make the surroundings more beautiful. Fisheries from some boats. The silk of the fish trapped in the net is shining in sunshine. Somewhere, the boys and girls are swimming and swimming in the river. Gañon's bridegroom came to take water from the river banks. When the boats are in the middle of the day, far away trees and houses, it seems that the artist's hand painted painting. Quiet, silent all around There is no other word except the sound of water fluttering. We also forgot the conversation. It seems like a beautiful view of this nature will be lost when you talk. In the meantime we shot some scenes in the camera.
We did not see when we saw that mid-afternoon. When the middleman came in a halt and boarded the boat, we felt in our time. The village is sitting beside the boat that was tied to it. We all were small but in the rubbish walk around in the Mahananda. Everything is available in small hats. Pottery, toys, dolls, such as rice, pulses, twigs, fish, meat and meat are also there. On one side, I saw a small shop, Zilpi Bhojai Moira. There are more color glass bracelets, altar shops. After a long time we got tired and we got back to the boat.
On returning, I saw cooking rice in a stove made from a sandwich. And the other fish shriveled. I sat down to eat and we all hung stomach hunger. Sitting hot boats and rivers in the boat seemed like a nectar to eat fresh fish. After eating at Cheetaputu, they all took a little bit down the boat, and when the sun came down a little, I started the journey again. It's time to return home.
It was late in midday meal, very late. In the winter, the cold breeze of the river looked a little cold. But still we went ahead to enjoy the wonderful view of the peaceful river of afternoon. As soon as the evening approached, the birds started churning the silence of the river.