Photography reminds me of a summer afternoon. I came to you with the same feeling. That is the moment of taking photos in the mango orchard. In the calm atmosphere of the afternoon, I walked towards the mango orchard by the pond. Light sunshine was spreading all around, and pieces of clouds were floating in the sky. As soon as I entered the mango orchard, my mind was filled with a wonderful beauty. The trees are not very tall, but their branches are spread in such a way that it seems that you can touch the mangoes if you stretch out your hand. The branches of the heavy green mangoes have bent down and come close to the ground. That scene is like a wonderful gift of nature. And if this were our own garden, my mind was filled with thinking about it again and again. So, after arriving in the village, I ran towards the orchard. And I was enjoying this moment of the beautiful orchard and wondering when the mangoes would be there and I could eat them.

Standing under the tree, I looked around and saw that every tree was decorated with mangoes. The thick green mangoes were shining in the sunlight. Somewhere, the light melting through the gaps in the leaves was falling on the mangoes, creating a different beauty. It seemed as if nature had decorated each branch like an artist. I then took my mobile phone and started taking pictures one after another. In the close-up pictures, the texture of the mangoes, the reflection of light like drops of dew, and the background of the green leaves looked extraordinary. When I took a picture of the whole tree from a distance, I saw the unique shape of the branches bent under the weight of the mangoes. The shadow of the mango tree was falling on the calm water of the pond, creating a wonderful scene. Even within that shadow, the bunches of mangoes seemed to be floating. When a light breeze blew, the branches would sway, and the mangoes were moving softly with that sway. The whole environment seemed to come alive. While taking photographs, I felt that this mango orchard was not only a source of fruit, but also a priceless place to enjoy the beauty of nature. That moment of noon remained forever in my heart. We have quite a few mango trees here. So every year I can eat more or less of these mangoes.

Although each year each tree produces more or less mangoes, the number of mangoes becomes much higher. Mangoes are saved from the tree before they ripen. Some mangoes are distributed among relatives. Some are kept at home to eat. However, I try to keep more mangoes at home to eat the ones that taste the best. However, mangoes of all grades, good and bad, are given to relatives and even sold when they are surplus. Although this time they were not sold, I tried to give them to relatives and relatives. Anyway, when I was taking the photo, many thoughts were running through my mind: when will they ripen, when will I eat them, when will I be able to give them to people, etc.

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.