Random Photography

Hello friends,
Assalamu Alaikum, how are you all? I hope everyone is well. I am also well by the grace of Allah. Today, like every day, I have come before you. But today I have brought a completely different topic. Today I have brought a few photographs.

Here I have taken photographs on different topics. Many people see very beautiful random photography. That is why after seeing everyone's photography, I also wanted to do such photography. For this reason, today I have arranged random photography with a few photographs. I even tried to write a little about the photographs. I hope you will like my photographs today.

The green nature of Bangladesh is as enchanting as a mother's lap. My village is no exception. My village is surrounded by green rice fields, bamboo groves and method paths. A narrow road runs through it. One day, I saw a beautiful scene next to this road.

That morning I went out for a walk. I saw a horse happily eating grass on the side of the road. Its dark brown body was shining in the sun. It was eating grass as if it did not care about anything else in the world. Its tail was moving from side to side occasionally, as if it was dancing in the wind.
I stopped and looked at it for a moment. The horse was eating grass calmly. Seeing this scene filled my heart. Such a calm scene is rarely seen in the brick and wood life of the city. This horse is like a part of nature, living its own life.
Suddenly the horse stopped eating grass and looked at me. There was a strange illusion in its eyes. It seemed that it wanted to tell me something. As soon as I moved towards it, it resumed eating grass. As if it wanted to say, "This is my joy, this is my peace."
This small scene taught me a lot. Even in the busyness of life, nature comes before us with its calm form. We just need to take some time to see it.

Sweet as ripe papaya, the nature of Bangladesh. Such a scene can be seen when you go to a village house. There is such a papaya tree in a corner of our backyard. The tree looks amazing.
The trunk of the tree is straight, there are no branches. On its head is a crown of leaves. Many unripe papayas are hanging in the gaps between the leaves. The papayas look green, like green emeralds hanging. Yellow flowers are also blooming next to them. Bees are buzzing around. Seeing this scene fills my heart.
My grandfather often says, "Papaya trees are very useful. Unripe papaya can be eaten as a vegetable, and ripe papaya is a sweet fruit." Raw papaya curry is often cooked in our house. It is very fun to eat.
This papaya tree is not just a tree, it is a symbol of our family's happiness. It is the fruit of our love and care. This tree helps me to be in tune with nature.

A small sapling stands alone in the field. It seems to have started a new chapter of life among the soft soil and dry hay. Dry straw is spread around it, which seems to protect it from the intense heat of the sun, and also retains rainwater so that its roots are always wet.
The leaves of the tree are green, as if all the vitality and vitality of nature are filled within it. In the folds of each leaf, there is a story of growth, a struggle for survival, and a chest full of hope.
This small sapling reminds me of life. We all have a beginning in our lives, when we are alone, but there are things around us that help us grow. Family, friends, or an unknown helper—they all seem to be by our side like that straw, keeping us alive.