I wanted to free myself from the hustle and bustle of the city. So I left the city and set off on the dirt road of the village. If I calculate the time, it was almost a long time before I reached the village. After a while, I get tired of adjusting to the busy life of the city and want to return to the village, and that return is the peace.
I think that if someone needs peace, they should return to their birthplace. To relieve the fatigue of traveling from the city to the village, I suddenly went out with my cousins that afternoon to visit the village. Just because I wanted to spend a different time.
As soon as I set foot on the village ground, I felt a different peace. Open fields all around, low land with water in the distance, and cows walking slowly there. No rush, no noise. Like in the city, car horns, people shouting - nothing. Just wind and nature.
The sky was also very beautiful. A huge sky, light light, the last sunshine of the afternoon. In the city, the sky can be seen for a very short time, and that too through the gaps in the buildings. But in the village, the sky seems to be seen as if it fills your chest. Seeing such a sky after a long time filled my heart.
We stopped here while walking. The rice fields are getting ready for harvest. They are dull now, but they will be green in a few days. I saw some trees in the middle of the crop field, which made me pick up my camera. There is not much here, just a little peace outside the noise. From here, we continued walking forward on the dirt path.
The further I walked, the more my eyes became captivated. Everywhere I looked, I felt like I had to capture this moment with my camera. I prepared myself to do it without thinking about anything.
Here, water was stored in the low-lying land. Because during the winter, there is a water shortage for agricultural work. And the soil becomes very hard due to lack of water. Due to which water is stored in the agricultural fields in this way to soften the soil, so that it becomes suitable for agricultural work.
You will see very few brick houses in the villages of Bangladesh. Most of the houses here are made of tin. Although nowadays, everything has changed a lot in the villages as well as in the cities. In many places, brick houses can be seen instead of tin houses. Because most of the people live outside the country for their livelihood or go to Dhaka to work. So, they use bricks instead of tin to make their birthplace a little more peaceful.
Such bamboo bridges can be seen in various parts of the village. You won't find any big bridges here, people make bamboo bridges themselves to make easy transportation.
I liked the bamboo bridge the most. It looks very simple, a little shaky. But the people of the village use this bridge every day. From small children to adults—everyone uses this bridge. Seeing this, I realized how simple but tough life in the village is.
This entire afternoon passed very quickly. But it felt like I spent some time with myself after a long time. There is nothing arranged here, no filter. Everything that is there is real.
This is how the village is actually—quiet, simple, but very deep inside. This afternoon reminded me again that you don't have to go far to find peace. Sometimes, just returning to the village for a little while is all it takes.