Autumn

Autumn is the third season of the Bengal season. This season is rich in various pleasing gifts of nature like the morning hyacinths of the morning, the luxurious wind of the harvest, the cloudless sky. Clouds like cotton wool across the blue sky announce the arrival of autumn. This season is full of a unique beauty that is not found in any other season.

The golden sunshine of autumn, the fragrance of cough flowers, hyacinth flowers make the whole environment intoxicated. On the other hand, the organization of the best festival of Bengalis continues. All in all, this season, all the people are mesmerized by the beauty of nature. Maybe that's why the world poet Rabindranath Tagore said,

'Autumn, your aura of light

Mohan's finger spread. "

Autumn arrival:

Bhadra-Ashwin is an autumn season throughout these two months. After the rainy season, people's lives become very difficult due to the heat of summer. Again, no matter how good the incessant rains are for the crop, it is very tiring for the common man.

Autumn arrives in Bengal after the rise and fall of these two opposing seasons. Saying goodbye to the rain clouds, the whole sky became blue and cloudless. Overcoming the fatigue of the opposite summer and monsoon, people welcome autumn.

Natural beauty of autumn:

At the end of the monsoon, autumn brings the sweetness of beauty to the heart of Bengal. Nature at this time became softer and more pleasant than before. The wet earth is free from heat at this time in the rainy season. In this season, the forest and nature become green. The dancing style of the white cough flowers, the play of the sun's shade in the paddy field on the horizon creates a wave of joy in everyone's mind.

The song wakes up in the voices of all the people, the mind wakes up to enjoy the beauty of nature. The procession of sailing boats on the river bank, the dew-drenched grass, the soothing Bhatiali songs create a wonderful enchanting atmosphere. The combination of all the beauties makes autumn truly the queen of nature.

Autumn Features:

Autumn is one of the most captivating seasons in the arena of nature. At this time, the nature became more beautiful and beautiful environment. The atmosphere of the festival is created all around. With the arrival of autumn after the monsoon, the nature of Bengal seems to have a touch of new color.

White clouds across the blue amber create a happy mood. The wonderful fragrance of hyacinth flowers all around indicates the arrival of mother Durga every day. Every day the soft sweet air of the morning carries the scent of the festival.

Although autumn is not a harvest season, it is a season of crop potential. Just as the joy of receiving is the joy of preparation before receiving, it is also sweet and dramatic. So if autumn is the harvest season, then autumn is the season of harvest potential. The future is hidden in the possibilities, so that is the joy. And keeping this possibility in front, a celebration of joy is created. Therefore, agriculture-dependent Bengal raises hopes of this season.

On the other hand, the footsteps of winter can be heard little by little from the month of Ashwin in autumn. In the morning dew began to fall on the grass.

In the midst of this immaculately beautiful form of autumn, the flute sounds like a holiday mood. This season brings to life the abundance of holidays and vacations. Everywhere from the cottage to the palace was a festival. Mangal Ghats decorated with Amr Pallab are placed in the premises. Bizarre alpana is drawn. The sound of drums carries the tide of endless joy. Everyone from the rich to the poor smiled with joy.

Autumn forgets the sorrow, pain and fatigue of the whole year. Durga Pujo, the best festival of Bengalis, is celebrated by all people irrespective of race and religion. Goddess Durga is worshiped for four long days. Then the devotion of the goddess on Dashmi. But this is not the end of the festival. Goddess Durga was followed by her daughter, the wealthy Goddess Lakshmi. People worship him from house to house in Bengal.

Lakshmi Puja Prasad is a favorite of all of us. After that, Shyama Mother came to the earth with the light of the world, ending all the darkness of human life. People from all over the subcontinent gathered at this time to celebrate Diwali. The darkness of the night was illuminated by the flashes of fireworks.

Not only that, in the brotherhood, the sweet love of brother and sister was established forever. On the other hand, the holy festival of Muslims, Muharram, is celebrated in this season. In a word, autumn is the season of composing great reunions.

Realization of the truth of life:

As there is joy in life, there is also pain. As there is happiness, so there is sorrow. Just as there is a combination of joy in autumn, there is also pain. We can easily see this deep truth of life's joys and sorrows in autumn. The joy of arrival and the sadness of victory teach us to realize this form of life.

Every day throughout the year, Mother Menka waits for her stepfather to arrive. And at the end of the year, after that long wait, when mother Menka gets her sadha Uma, she is overjoyed. But the pain of Dashmi's separation makes this joy flow in an instant. That's why, on the ninth night, Mother Menka says,

"Don't go Rajini, they are in the team today.

If you go, merciful, you can wear this. "

It is not just the lament of mother Menkar, it is the cry of Bengali mothers when every father sends his daughter to his father-in-law's house. Let this season make us understand that life is the name of ups and downs in the swing of happiness and sorrow. Happiness is not complete without sorrow; We cannot comprehend the nature of happiness. This infallible truth is revealed to us because the aspiration of the Buddha's infallible words is the cause of sorrow. And the fulfillment of desire is the attainment of happiness.

Autumn is a season very close to the heart of Bengal. In a word, the forerunner of joy. This season has a colorful scent of its own. That is why the founding festival of autumn is a jewel in the heart of the beloved Bengali. The joy of the hyacinths falling, the swaying of the cough flowers, the blue ceremony in the cloudless sky bid farewell at the beginning of autumn. And then the celebration of that natural beauty and joy becomes just a memory. And there is only waiting for a new year.