COMPOSITION: A JOURNEY BY BOAT

An excursion by pontoon is agreeable and tranquil. Bangladesh is a riverine nation. During the stormy season, a large portion of the regions of the nation go submerged. So individuals need to move between different places by vessel. It is an agreeable excursion.

The previous winter I got the chance to appreciate such an excursion. It was the long stretch of December. After the yearly assessment, I thought of setting off to my uncle’s home at Mirjapur in Netrokona. A portion of my companions concurred. We were five in number. We recruited a vessel. There were two youthful and dynamic boatmen.

The vessel began from our ghat at 2 pm. A delicate breeze was blowing. It was a decent evening. The sky was clear. The boatmen pulled paddle for once in a while. At that point they set sail. We were sufficiently fortunate to see this heading out. The breeze was in support of ourselves. Thus, the pontoon was passing without any problem. At the point when the vessel arrived at the Brahmaputra stream, the riverine Bangla invited us with all its magnificence.

There was water all over. We were appreciating the regular excellence of our homeland. Various types of vessels were moving to convey men and merchandise. It helped us to remember the exchange and business of our wonderful past through conduits. Truly, it is incredible. The paddy fields on both the sides of the stream looked green. Youngsters were swimming in the stream. Ladies were conveying water with different kinds of lovely pitchers. Some anglers were getting fish. Ranchers were procuring corns and singing tunes.

Toward the evening the pontoon arrived at a market. We ended there and bought something to eat. The vessel began once more. It was about dusk. My heart was loaded up with satisfaction to see the setting sun. The magnificence of the brilliant nightfall on the quiet water of the waterway made a wonderful sight. The moon rose with her pale brilliant pillars. The waterway introduced a delightful scene. It was currently seven o’clock at night. We arrived at the goal. A portion of my cousins were hanging tight for us. They got us sincerely. It was a charming encounter for us. It will stay evergreen in my heart.

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