Rural Bangladesh is the heartbeat of our country, where nature and human life are tied together by an invisible thread. When the gentle light of the sun spreads over the green rice fields in the early morning, it seems as if everything is covered in a golden sheet. The gentle swaying of the leaves of the coconut trees by the village pond, and the distant thumping of the ox cart create a natural peaceful melody. In the fields, farmers are taking care of their crops with their bare feet in the mud, and the sound of children's laughter echoes on the way to school. When evening falls, the village becomes even more silent and magical under the cover of fog, drowning in the light of the sky full of stars. Rural Bangladesh is not just a place, it is a feeling, where simplicity, love and peace combine to create a priceless beauty. The domesticated animals and birds in the village fascinate us even more. That is why I started my blog focusing on goats at the beginning of photography. You can understand how beautifully the goats stand at the crossroads. In the middle, life is a banyan tree. I always see and am fascinated by the beauty of such a unique rural Bengal. You can see the handmade items used by the farmers in this rural Bengal.

The feeling of seeing the crop fields while visiting Nani's house is truly a wonderful experience. As far as the eye can see, the green rice fields sway like waves in the light breeze, as if nature has spread a green carpet with its own hands. The smell of the field is mixed with the aroma of raw rice, which instantly refreshes the mind. Alongside it are jute trees. In many places, jute trees have been cut down. Their branches are lined up along the road. Farmers are working in the distance, some with plows in their hands, some with scissors in their hands, smiles of satisfaction on their faces. Occasionally, the chirping of birds can be heard, which breaks the silence of the village and makes it more lively. This scene seems to be etched not in the eyes, but in the heart—far from the hustle and bustle of the city, the crop fields of Nani's house seem like a peaceful and serene paradise.

While visiting the village, the experience of seeing the crop fields, big palm trees and the Eidgah Mosque is truly mind-blowing. The golden rice fields all around, the trees swaying in the light breeze, as if nature itself is singing. The big palm trees standing on the edge of the field are guarding the village from afar, standing in their shade makes the mind calmer. In the distance, the white walls and minarets of the Eidgah Mosque are visible, sparkling in the sun, children are playing in front of the mosque, and the elderly are chatting. All in all, this scene is like a combination of peace and heavenly beauty, which is never found in the hustle and bustle of the city. While visiting the village from the city, I really enjoyed visiting my grandparents' village. The surroundings of the village have changed a lot compared to before. Now, this beautiful environment is unrecognizable.

I am Md. Helal Uddin. I am a Bangladeshi Muslim citizen. My home is in Gangni-Meherpur. My current address is Dhaka Savar Bis-Mile. I am a married person. I am a private employee in my career.