Hello Friends,
Good Evening all from Bangladesh!
Since it is winter in our country now, I will share the story of winter today. Because the environment of our country is a bit different in winter. In our country, especially in normal times, annual examinations are held in schools in November-December and new admission activities take place in January. And this time the school is closed. On the other hand, November to February is the coldest month in our country.
Due to which we had the opportunity to stay in school life, stay in the village house during winter time. And winter means that different and festive atmosphere of the village. Because the people of the city do not get a chance to enjoy the cold, because of the polluted environment of the city. But since the rural environment is relatively much better, winter can be better enjoyed in the rural environment.
I still vividly remember the winter time we enjoyed every year at home in the village. I used to go to different relatives' houses and enjoy different types of cakes. Moreover, most of the village ceremonies were held during the winter.
In fact, what is meant by a beautiful, enjoyable environment or a joyous festival is available in winter. The environment is relatively good and there is no rainfall, but there is a lot of fog. But there is a lot of joy in the fog. Especially the joy of foggy winter mornings is really different. Nothing can be seen from a little distance due to fog.
As soon as it was evening, everyone would come back home after finishing the game. Then everyone would sit in a circle in the yard. And in the middle of the fire was lit with different wood, so that the winter is not felt more. At this time the elders of the house used to tell us various stories about their past. We really enjoyed those stories and could learn a lot about life.
The mornings would have been more enjoyable. Because at night I would listen to the stories of the past and learn a lot about their past. But the morning would have been more delicious. I used to wake up early morning of every day. I would see the fog around the house and go to the bazar to purchase fresh vegetables and fish. It felt different, especially when walking barefoot through the fog.
After returning from the bazar, I would run to the kitchen and eat hot bread with black tea. These are not just stories, but some of the wonderful memories of the past. Today's environment may have changed a lot, maybe the current generation does not enjoy it that way. But we used to enjoy winter with all this.
Time actually changes us tremendously, changing the familiar scenes around us. In winter we would leave the city and try to enjoy the time in the village environment. And the current generation is eager to leave the village and come to the city.
Declaration: This is original content of mine with own photography.
Thanks all for visiting my writing.
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