Travel Post: || 04th April 2025 || It was a different feeling to see Saidpur Airport for the first time.🛫

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Assalamu Alaikum, I hope you are all well by the grace of Allah. Alhamdulillah I am also fine. Welcome to my new post. From the first day to the third day of Eid, for the first time, the in-laws were very happy. And on the fourth day of Eid, I will share the feeling of visiting Saidpur Airport Dinajpur, Bangladesh for the first time with uncle and father-in-law's old motorcycle and uncle-in-law. Hope you like my post. So let's get started ___

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It was really a pleasure for me to visit my in-laws for the first time during this Eid holiday. The first, second and third days were spent meeting relatives, chatting and eating different types of fun food. My entire family members have been impressed by the warmth and love of all my in-laws.

Finally, the fourth day of Eid arrived. The daytime, like any other day, was full of chat, laughter and gossip in the market and playground. In the evening, when I was sitting together with everyone at home, my uncle and father-in-law suddenly proposed that he would take me around Saidpur Airport on his old motorcycle. Since I had never been there before, I was very encouraged to hear the offer.

In the evening, after listening to my uncle and father-in-law, I got ready. Then the uncle started his father-in-law's old Yahama motorcycle and made a little creaking sound, as if he was happy to be a part of tonight's expedition. I sat in the back seat, a new wave of excitement rose in my mind. The silence and cool breeze touched me as we crossed my father-in-law's courtyard and made our way to the village road. Then I went to a filling station beside the market and filled 200 taka octane motorcycle.

We took octane on the motorcycle and headed for our destination. The night sky was shining with starlight. The call of crickets on both sides of the road and the light of fireflies in the distance created a magical atmosphere. The uncle and father-in-law were riding the motorcycle slowly and telling stories of the village. I loved hearing his simple words. I felt like I was lost in an old-fashioned fairy tale realm.

Within a short time we reached near Saidpur Airport. In the darkness of the night, the lights of the airport were shining, as if a dreamer had awakened. The father-in-law stopped the motorcycle in front of the main gate of the airport.

I was really surprised to see the airport so close at night for the first time. The huge building, the bright lights, and the lights on the runway in the distance created a spectacular sight. Although there was not much crowd inside, some cars and people could be seen.

My uncle and father-in-law and I took a good look around the outskirts of the airport. In the stillness of the night, the vastness of the terminal was more and more visible. My uncle and father-in-law showed me around different parts of the airport and gave me some information. I listened fascinated and wondered how busy it was here during the day.

While walking around the airport, I was very happy to see the aircraft take off in the night sky. It was as if a huge bird of light was flying across the night sky. That sight evoked a strange joy and wonder in my mind.

We then wandered around the airport for quite some time as well as taking some pictures of ourselves. Outside the airport, I saw a different form in the quiet atmosphere of the night. Time passed very quickly as the uncle talked to his father-in-law about various things.

The joy of visiting Saidpur Airport for the first time was still fresh in my mind. The lights of the airplane in the night sky, the silent but sparkling environment of the airport everything opened a new world in front of me. It was about 1:10 a.m. when I left for home on my uncle's father-in-law's old Yahama motorcycle. It was dark on both sides of the road, and occasionally the headlights of one or two cars were shining. The cold breeze felt in my body, but in my mind the warmth of that novelty was then. Uncle and father-in-law were riding the motorcycle in my mind, and I was looking at the night sky and thinking about this evening.

After going some distance, a small, lighted shop was seen on the side of the road. There were a few chairs and tables in front of the shop, and smoked haleem could be seen in a large pot in the oven. The fragrance of haleem wafted in the air, which made my stomach hungry even more. I asked my uncle and father-in-law about eating haleem. I also wanted to eat haleem. I have heard that Halim of Saidpur has a good name. Then the uncle parked his father-in-law's motorcycle on the side of the road. We both sat down in an empty chair. The owner of the shop, an elderly man, greeted us with a smile.

The shopkeeper asked the uncle to give two plates of haleem, and in a short time hot haleem appeared in front of us. Beautifully garnished with salad and lemon slices. The thick aroma of haleem made my tongue water. As soon as I put the first spoon in my mouth, I was lost in a new world of tastes. The right mix of spices, pieces of meat and the thick texture of the lentils all make for a wonderful taste. Uncle and father-in-law were also eating satisfactorily, it seemed as if it was his favorite food.

Sitting on the side of the road and eating hot haleem in the dark of the night, the feeling was really different. On the one hand, we were satisfying the hunger of the stomach, on the other hand, the uncle was spending time in a cordial environment with the father-in-law. While we ate haleem, we talked about the village, the airport experience, and even the other members of my in-laws' family. Even while eating haleem, I felt that these small moments are actually the most precious treasure in life. Going for a night out on an old motorcycle, then standing on the side of the road and eating haleem together, these simple things are immortalized in memory.

When we finally finished eating haleem, we paid the price and headed home again. When I reached the gate of my father-in-law's house with the warmth of Halim in my stomach and the good feeling of tonight, the night was very deep.

After seeing the beauty of my Saidpur Airport night, the experience of eating haleem on the roadside haleem shop seemed to fill my joy of that night. Coming to my in-laws' house for the first time and having such a beautiful experience with so much sincerity and love will really be a special memory for me. And in that memory, along with traveling to Saidpur Airport, the taste of Haleem will remain forever.