BDCommunity Presents:গ্যাংটকে গন্ডগোল Contest Week-2
This week's Topic: Share the funniest adventure you had in your travels.
My funniest adventure
I can't imagine anyone who doesn't like travelling? Is it really possible! I am a great fan of travelling. I wished if I would marry a person having a business of tourism or a job transferable job, then I can visit a lot of places. But my bad luck, it wasn't happened.
Even I love tour so much that when I was a child, my father or others had to make a tour for me anywhere to vent my anger. They used to comment that anyone can convince me only by having some travel.
That hobby is still remaining with me. Still now I use to go for some travels with my friends whenever I get a chance, even sometimes making a chance with some lie as like excusing about tution, private coaching etc, though I know it is not a good habit.. :)
After my 3rd year examination, I was very much tired due to my I long monotonous study without any changes in daily routine. Don't think so I am not a serious student. But the matter was that it included both 3rd year examinations and the improvements and supplimentery exam of 2nd year subjects at the same time. So it was a lot of pressure for me.
I was just looking for taking some fresh by breathing anywhere. So I to push my brother-in-law for arranging a tour. But he was strictly ignoring me.
I as well as my sister continuously trying to pressurize him to arrange a tour to his native village, Dhalghata, Matarbari at one end of Maheshkhali in Cox's Bazar District, even pinching him many times calling homeless, as if he might feel guilty and arrange the tour to prove that he has a home at village... Lol.
Finally the tricks worked and we became successful to convince my brother in law. He arranged a day long tour at he is native village. And I got a chance to be relaxed with another nice journey. But I couldn't imagine what is waiting for me! How terrible, how dangerous the journey was!
Though Maheshkhali is the birthplace of my brother in law, but he grew up at Chokoria, Cox's Bazar from his early ages. And his housevat Maheshkhali had been broken away with the waves of sea water a long time ago. All of his relatives are now settled at the city.
After starting that journey, at a very nice morning after taking a short breakfast, my brother and I started to talk about his village culture. We became very much afraid hearing that how terrible the village people are!
He tell many horrible stories about that area. Here people is being killed daytime due to the fight over the possession of the pirates. It's a common matter here. Yet the robbery began at midnight. Every family practices self defence and keep some fighting instruments in each houses. They always remain prepared to fight.
I have read out many incidents of the littoral areas of Bangladesh. In that areas, fighting for the possession of coastal areas and killing the opposition parties are very simple and usual incidents.
All of my excitements became diminished hearing such stories about the are where we are doing to go. All I had to do was cry, but I later realized it was a tricks of my brother-in-law as a revenge of my pinching to him. He cleared it at the end of the tour. But it was too late. I had lost all excitements and joy.
After reaching to our destination we visited some Shrimp projects at the northern end of the union passing a nice soil-made village road. Then we returned again to the village. There were village houses made of mud and bamboo both sides the road. The natural environment was really nice, but I was not in a condition to enjoy.
I observed that the villagers was respecting my brother in law very much. They was calling him Professor Saab as he is a lecturer of a college at Chokoria. The villagers took much care of us, but I was afraid.
While we got up at the relative's home of my brother in law, I found a women was cutting bamboo with a chopper. I remembered the stories I heard few minutes ago. The women looked at me and I became thirsty. She was being closed to me, and I was going back.
But the actual matter was that they entertained ud as much as possible. We drunk water of green coconut instantly getting from the tree. I was overwhelmed by their sincerity. And confused too.
The reason that tour had to be more memorable was the last scene of the trip while we was returning, I slipped on the slippery path. Dirty clay was smeared all over my dresses.
The more I was hurt, the more I was embarrassed. I didn't bring extra clothes as it was a one-day tour only. Meanwhile we are getting late. It was very close to evening. I hurriedly washed and left with the wet clothes.
Thus ended a unexpected horrible experiences of journey. At the returning journey, my brother in law explained that all stories was fake and intentionally modified to embarrass me. I became astonished and angered.
After passing whole day time with a great adventure, we returned back. Thus it was finished.
Who am I
I am from Bangladesh. Still now I am a student. Besides studying, I like to do some creative works like needlework, blogging and as well as writing on blockchain Hive.
I like to do embroidery on quilt and other fabrics at my leisure period.