From Gray to Green, The Story of My Village

Today I saw my village in a different form. Once upon a time, there was only gray soil in the fields, with deep cracks in its chest. There were no crops or signs of greenery, there was only emptiness and a kind of sadness. The sunlight fell on that rough soil, creating a kind of faded glow, and even though clouds floated in the blue sky above, there was no response from life on the land below. Seeing that scene, it seemed as if nature was waiting for a long winter sleep.

But time does not stand still, and the appearance of nature also changes. Now, right before my eyes, that gray soil is covered with a bright layer of greenery. The new rice seedlings stand in rows, holding the green flag of life in their hands. When the golden light of the afternoon falls on their leaves, the entire field sparkles, and in the light breeze they sway in a gentle rhythm.

In the distance, rows of trees and small houses create a calm background on this green carpet. To be honest, this scene is not just a treat for the eyes, it is like a new chapter in life, where after roughness and emptiness came abundance and vitality. Today, looking at my own village, it felt as if nature had written a wonderful poem, which says that in every end lies the possibility of a new beginning.

Photography is an integral part of my life. I find peace through photography. I like to capture every beauty of nature on camera. I find the inspiration to live in nature. Every beauty of nature fascinates me. I am a nature lover, so I love to travel to different tourist places in Bangladesh. I believe that if we love nature and take care of it, we will get a healthy and beautiful world. This is a priceless gift for our future generations. So I love nature, enjoy the beauty of nature and will try to share it with you continuously through photography.