My country

The seasons of Bangladesh

Introduction: Bangladesh is the name of an extraordinary beauty. The tenderness of nature is its own characteristic. The country which Bidhata has adorned by mixing the sweetness of his own mind, neatly, colorful. The name of that country is Bangladesh. Bangladesh is the name of a country where there is no touch of artificiality in the midst of beauty, there is only a celebration of intense natural beauty. The cosmos is the ornament of the country, nature is the main material of the form of Sushma, that country is Bangladesh. There is no other country in the world that is full of unique beauty, grain resources and natural diversity. I was born in this country. I am blessed. I am satisfied. The poet, fascinated by the form of A-Bangla, became overwhelmed with emotion and sang:

“Filled with riches and

flowers,

This Bashundhara of ours,

There is one country among them

The best of all countries;

He is a country made of dreams,

Surrounded by memories. ”

Boundaries and geography of Bengal: The country for which three million people can give their lives is the country. Seven and a half crore people were overwhelmed with patriotism and achieved independent Bangladesh on December 16, 1971 through a bloody struggle. It is bounded on the north by Jalpaiguri and Cooch Behar in the greenery of West Bengal, on the northeast by the mountainous region of Assam, on the east by the diverse country Burma, on the west by the plains of West Bengal and Bihar and on the south by the ever flowing flowing Bay of Bengal.

"I have seen the face of Bengal and I do not want to look for the form of the world anymore."

The rural beauty of Bengal is evident in the confession of the beautiful Bengali poet Jibanananda Das. Excluding the village, there will be no trace of the natural beauty of Bengal. The main country of the village is our Bangladesh. That is why no matter which side of Bengal we look at, we see the green ornamental green forest. Kokhao or field after field and the decoration of golden ripe paddy is visible. When the gentle breeze blows in that paddy field, the golden silver paddy field sways with laughter like a young virgin. Kokhao again has rows and rows of palm-coconut-date bananas, somewhere or other, a beautiful banyan tree is raising its head in silent austerities and extending its arms upwards, giving unconditional affectionate shade to the pilgrims coming from far and wide. Kokhao or the shepherd boy is feeding the cows and sheep, sitting on the roots of a cool young man and playing the melody on the flute. These scenes of Bengal have made his children Bauls, poets, storytellers, painters for ages. The poet sang in this form of Bengal-

“The open field kisses the sky's

forehead, then the footsteps,

Small villages nestled in the shadow of deep peace. ”

Seasonal diversity an nature of Bengal: The natural beauty of Bengal revolves around its seasonal diversity. Leela Niketan is one of the wonders of six seasons. Each season is unique in its variety and beauty.

Summer: Here comes the summer with the intense heat of the sun. Fruits like mango, blackberry, litchi, jackfruit etc. ripen on the trees. Fields, deserts, public life, everything came to a standstill at this time. In the scorching heat, the breasts of the living creatures of the earth become pierced, and its thirsty desert becomes chauchi. That is why the poet says,

‘Sweat drips every summer afternoon

Fields and ghats, there is no water in the ponds. The streams of Ashar give the nature of Bengal evergreen. When canals, beels, rivers and canals are flooded. Kadamba, Yunthi, Keya. The poet sings-

“In the blue sky, in the dark sky

Sesame place and Nahire

Ogo aaj tora jasne gotora jasne out of the house. The oppressive land of the monsoon became enchanted again. In the bright rays of the sun, whether it is the kashabana, whether it is the top of the forest, whether it is the top of the house, whether it is the lonely tree of the river, all of them look funny. When flowers like Shefali, Kamini etc. bloom in autumn, the beauty fascinates everyone. At this time the poet sang-

“Now open the veil

In the shadow of the dense forest in the deep clouds

The veil is all over the copper belt

Shiuli sarvi night developed jochanate

In a soft murmur song, then say the message of murmur. ”

Hemante: Hemante, intoxicated by the smell of ripe paddy, came to nature this time, instilling new hope in the life of the people of Bengal. At this time the crop is yellowish, the dew falls at night and soaks the tip of the fresh grass. In the morning, hyacinth flowers fall on the wet grass.

In winter: The plants are deciduous, discolored, and then frozen in nature. However, in winter, the nature of Bengal gets an exceptional beauty. There is a distinct joy in the white mist all around, the scene of the date juice being poured in the morning, the burning of beans in the fire of Nadar.

Rituraj Basante: Rituraj Basante finally arrives in the kingdom of nature. The trees became adorned with new leaves, the bees swarmed and the cuckoos sang in the trees. How the mind rises in the middle of the moonlight at night. The song that breaks the heart-

"Everybody went to the forest on the moonlit night,

In this drunken equation of spring. ”

Conclusion: The nature of Bengal has been captivating us in this way by developing its diverse beauty. The beauty of the nature of Bangladesh is its own resource. Such a treasure trove of beauty is rare to find anywhere else. The nature-fascinated poet of Bengal, therefore, has brought about the ultimate desire and power of life through the adoration of this nature-

“You know the flowers in the forest,

The smell is so desperate.

The moon rises in the sky with a smile,

Your light matches the eyes

My eyes widened at the sight;

I will keep my eyes on the light and at the end of my eyes. ”