The Pleasures of the Countryside: Why Rural Life is Better for the Soul

 The Pleasures of the Countryside: Why Rural Life is Better for the Soul

[Notes: Peaceful and charming surroundings-no din and bustle, green sky and trees, song of birds, ponds, cowherds tending cows. In the evening: beauty of the sunset-birds and cattle returning home. At night: dead silence, moonlight, yelpings of jackals. Country life healthy and happy villagers living in amity with and loving one another. Fresh vegetables, fish, pure milk, mustard oil available in plenty.]


The pleasures of the countryside are many: Its atmosphere is peaceful and surroundings charming. There is no din and bustle. The open sky can be seen over-head. It is free from smoke. Clusters of trees are seen here and there. Birds sit on their branches and chirp from dawn to dusk. Rivers flow in a zigzag course with a soft murmur. There are ponds with coconut and date trees hanging over them on all sides. Cowherds tend their cows all day long and play on their flutes sitting under shady trees. Bees hum and butterflies leap from leaf to leaf.


In the evening the countryside presents a rich sight for the eyes to feast upon. The sun sinks below the horizon like a big golden disc. The birds wing their way home. Cattle return home along the roads leaving a trail of dust behind. At night the countryside looks like a fairy land. The dead silence prevails all around, the moonlight bathes it and the yelpingsof jackals are heard in the distance. The mysterious voice of nightbirds reaches our ears now and then.


The life in countryside is a healthy and happy one. The village folk live in perfect amity with one another. They stand by one another in times of need and distress. The mad competition that marks the city life is here absent. Fresh vegetables and fishes, pure milk and mustard oil are available in plenty. The climate is wholesome

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Irisha Tania
"আমি সেই মেয়ে, যে শব্দে বাঁচে। কলম আমার অস্ত্র, আর কাগজ আমার স্বপ্নের আকাশ। প্রতিটি অনুভব, প্রতিটি চিন্তা আমি সাজিয়ে রাখি অক্ষরের গাঁথুনিতে। কখনো গল্পে, কখনো কবিতায়, আবার কখনো নিঃশব্দের ভেতরে। আমি লিখি, কারণ লেখার মাঝে আমি নিজেকে খুঁজে পাই। …

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