An Urban Revision Of Village Fair 🍭

Every day I go for a walk. My two old friends give me company. Last day we decided to go to a coffee shop near our house. After walking for a while I noticed a mob beside the road. I implored them to go there and found out what was happening there. But they didn’t agree with me. So I decided to go there solo.

When I reached there I found it was a village fair. I felt excited cause after a long time I saw a village fair like this. This kind of village fair sits for a reason. Some times Waz Mahfil or Village concert was the reason like this fair. So I felt a curiosity to know the reason behind it. I asked one he answered that he didn’t know. Another answered as corona everything was evaded so they sited here in a small spectrum.

I found almost every category what came in a local fair. I was especially fond of ‘Jilapi'. I went to near the stall. Most people were standing there. Normally we found the Jilapi made with sugar but this Jilapi was made with molasses and I like it very much. I sit here and observe the making process. I could buy some there was a crowd.

Then I went to another stall of salty. I like them also much. There were found so many types of salty. But it can be said two types of salty were found. One is mixed with sugar and molasses and another is without sugar. I like the second one much. I also buy some from it.

Then I bought some fried onion ( I couldn’t found the best word😞). I like them most. There was some stall of toys and tools of the house. As now I am leading a single life so I bought nothing. I want to buy ‘ Hawai Mithai' but so many things I already bought that’s why I spared it.

Then I went to my friends they were perplexed to see me with lots of things to eat. But one asked me that the Jilapi is not good for health cause they mixed chemical on it. But I didn’t heed him. One a month we can break some rules.

Actually, I was memorized by some old incident. We grow up at Dhaka so we couldn’t find them here. When I went village with my father’s only then I could see the village fair. After the death of my father, I nearly went to the village. No more today. Thanks for being with me. I will catch you guys on the next blog. Stay Safe.