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The New Year Notions
Another year gone. Did it just pass us by or did it journey with us towards the destination? Is it merely the end or the blessings of new beginning? Whatever the way one characterises this change, it certainly reminds us how unskilled we are when it comes to surfing on the time waves. An addition to the year of the years, this spin of 12 months sketched more stories, painted more colours and composed new melodies in our book. The little magic of emotions, the funny twists of fate between the days and nights, the kinship of days and weeks and hence the gentle but prompt knock of the 31st December to our door.
the shadows of time, once again billion souls have travelled the chosen
path and dwelled the debris of feelings that composed the memories of
happiness and sorrows. The time has once again coloured each canvas
and illustrated some story to remember moments to regret and emotions
to bear, like rock star Rod Stewart once said, "every picture tells
a story". Leaving the distinct pieces of selves, how did this year
picture our globe this time?
How was the story
for our beloved Bangladesh this year? The mass responds "same old
same" or rather, as it should be the "shame old shame".
Years go by one after another and yet there seems to be no escape for
the countrymen from the cycle of hope and despair that deliberately
halts the country from being "the remarkable one". This year
was no exception as it adds itself to the big list of frustrating years
since the independence.
By Obaidur Rahman
A dew-laden rose is the gem-encrusted work of art courtesy of nature. The amber light of dawn creeps through the hazy web of early morning fog. Fields of yellow mustard take similar place of prominence along with the carrot, cauliflower and tomato plantations.
The partly dried river is still shown in all its glory with the aid of the reflecting sun. Countless birds of countless origin take a dip into the river waters.
Nearby trees become home to migratory birds. They dip into the river to stock up on their fish supplies. It is as if the winter season brings out a festive mood.
Winter not only brings about a festive change in nature but also in the lives of people. Bengalis traditionally have a host of functions planned for the dry weather season. Bringing in the new harvest is followed by a festival of making sweets and cakes from rice and milk. It is something that continues to take place in the villages districts in the homes of the rich and poor alike. One of the oldest and most traditional items is the rice cake. It is often sent off to the relatives living in the cities helping to rekindle old relationships. City folk travel all the way to the villages to take a taste of the rural delicacies.
An eye catching rural scene during this season is that found where there are rows of date trees. Clay pots are seen hung near where the dates are growing. The juice is collected alongside the streets starting from the cold misty mornings.
It is not just a season to delight the senses of taste but also to provide visual delights. Winter requires people to dress up in varied vibrant colors of red, yellow and orange. This is nicely offset by somber colors like blue and black. There is a lot more variety to the styles, designs and types of clothing.
Snow and sleet,
and sleet and snow.
Despite all this, winter is considered the best season of Bangladesh. It is the season of victory because we have achieved victory on this month. It is not what holds us back but something that provides strength and inspiration.
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