The brightest sky in the world is the color of the sky. The sky, which starts with the dawn of the morning, the sky is again blue, green and green, and the end of the day, the golden color spreads to the solar system, informs the world that this world is invaluable. Clouds play the biggest role in the sky instead of the sky. The cloud is very dear to me, and if it is the rainy season, then there is no talk of a torn cloud. Occasionally one day travels out. Its purpose is to see a beautiful place in a day and then return home. This route is quite long. At six o'clock in the morning, return to Dhaka with Noakhali-Comilla via Mawa Ferryghat-Shariatpur-Madaripur-Faridpur-Gopalganj-Bagerhat-Pirojpur-Jhalokati-Barisal-Bhola. In this one day I have seen the wonderful form of Bengal rainy season, the most beautiful of which was the launch of Bhola Launch from Barisal.Only a 45-minute waterway has changed my whole picture of the beauty of this country. At six in the morning I and Jafar came out of the house. Destroy the destination! When we reached Barisal's Launchghat at 3pm, the last launch of Bhola was left only from the Ghat, there is no other way than to see the back side of the launcher. At that time one of the neighbors said, you do one thing, cross this river with boats and go from there to motorcycle or bus to 'Lahore' Ghat. This launch will reach Laharhat after one and a half hours, catch it. If we fall into the sea, we can catch the stalks for the people, or survive, we grab boats. Take a motorcycle through the river.
I ran towards sensual track at Lahore. On reaching the Ghat, another small launch was going to go to Barisal, and soon after the last launch, I got up.
There have been hundreds of islands in this southern part of the country, but they have never been seen in their own eyes. Laurehat Launchghat started without amusement only. The little launch of the ceiling, the face of the face is there, there is no chance to stop! Here the sky is very big. The clouds are flying from the south to the north. Many small rivers have come together from here and there in the Meghna, it seems as if everyone came to Dawat. The whole sky is the artist's painting. This white cloud is fairly just a little later, orange, black-brown clouds, and the following islands are beautiful, beautiful. Occasionally, a house or a prisoner has to be lifted, on the very last head of the island, near the river, I want to jump from the launch and lie there in the forest of Kashuban. Rabindranath Tagore's 'crossed the cows' are going on a few hundred cows walking on the bill, they do not know where they are going; They also have a shepherd, a shepherd boy on the back of the cows is walking behind the cows.
After coming here, I saw sailing boats after a long time. Everyone is busy in civic life, everyone is busy, but there is no busyness, boats are flowing in the wind with different colors, and the direction of the flow is going on. These white-colored flags, a little reddish, and a lot of colorful clothes floating on the chest of the river. There was a color rally in the wind. A rainy season was raining in the middle, a piece of color procession, immediately created in the eastern direction; in minutes he joined the rally; more color-purple, blue, asamii, green, yellow, orange, red ...
The 45-minute journey has been recognized by other countries. River, river basin, sailing boat, cloud, rainbow, canal duck, river cows, it is impossible to forget. Even if someone makes pictures with the worst camera, that would be the most beautiful picture. If you start this journey with the worst of the mind, you will lose that mind with the waves of the Meghna in the basket filled with basketry. In the light of the last afternoon, the entire Meghna water becomes Rupali Varna.