Me and my village

The mishap of my life began when I went to the city to study in class 4. I was born in a small village near the border of the country. My family was scattered all over the country due to poverty. My father is a farmer. The expenses of our family members come from the farmland.The expenses of family members depend on that one person. We are siblings. My father struggles to provide for our education and fulfill the family responsibilities. Then he worked hard to develop us as human beings. When I finished class 3, my uncles took me to the city for better education.

I went to the city and got admitted to class 4. This increased the family's expenses even more. The family was struggling, and then the expenses of going to the city to study doubled. Dad was under more pressure. Still, he tried to keep all the members happy. Dad's life was very difficultus.He used to work on other people's farms along with his own work, earning some money even if it was a small amount. And he could fulfill his family responsibilities well. In this way, he worked hard for us.

Let me tell you something about my village, the village I live in is very beautiful and has all kinds of people. The people living here like to live together with everyone. Every person in this village lives through farming. The main occupation of the people in this village is farming.They support their family and every other important responsibility of their life through agricultural work. There are many educated people in this village, everyone loves agricultural work. There are numerous ministers of government ministries in this village, as well as people of various professions. Still, they give the most priority to agriculture. And all these people together form a beautiful village. Which we all love. And this is where we find our laughter and joy.

Despite the presence of numerous employed people, they love the village because here, in the morning and evening, one can hear the sounds of birds chirping and the sound of birdsong, which they cannot enjoy in the city or anywhere else.

These beautiful natural features are found only in rural areas. Which people cannot enjoy while living in the city. As a result, many people from the house come to visit the village at other times. Hey, come to enjoy the beautiful and natural environment. And that's why I returned to the village.

I am a boy from rural Bangladesh. My village is called Dharampur. It is a beautiful and peaceful village in Bangladesh. I grew up in this village since childhood, so I know every tree, field, and river in the village. This village is my first school, first friend, and first dream journey.

My village is full of natural beauty. Green rice fields, birdsong, crowing dawn—everything together creates a wonderful atmosphere. A small river flows past the village. We bathe in this river, fish, and enjoy eating raw mangoes in the summer. The people of the village are very sincere and cooperative. When someone is sad, everyone stands by them.

Many old customs are still practiced in my village. The first day of Baishakh is celebrated with great joy, fairs are held, and songs are played. The procession of lights and the sound of drums in the evening still touch my heart. Even though I came to the city, I could not forget those days in the village.

The village is the root of my life. From here I learned love for the land and people. The simplicity, peaceful environment and the lessons of living together in the village are the great capital of my life.In the future, I want to do something for my village—build a good school, help farmers, and bring better healthcare to the people of the village.

I am proud, I am a child of this village. My identity, my existence is tied to the name of my village. So I can say - I and my village, we are one and the same.Start writing...