Rural Bangladesh in Pix
12/5/16
Salam.
True love first for Allah n his prophet Mohammad saw.
Then for "amori Bangladesh"
Here I m inshallah trying 2 share a daily life/ scenario of most of the Bangladeshi's which is also becoming strange
2 our young generations urbanites who r being trained in a confused cultural mixture.
During the eid holidays, despite numerous disasters n govt regulations, people overcrowd the launches (locally called for big river plying large boats) 2 leave big cts n go 2 villages 2 celebrate with the near n dear 1s. Then other sort of hazardous journies. A non paved road (mostly muddy bcoz of rain) with long walk (sometimes rickshaw vans), during monsoons cross the inaundated roads with boats, xing a canal with a single bamboo pool (local word for bridge), while enjoying the simplicity n serenity of the mother nature which keeps mashallah bringing them bak 2 their roots. Mashallah u never have the same fun of farming with yor grandfather while living in the cts.
U don't need extraordinary wealth or Duniya 2b happy beyond the basics of life (even which they don't hav), but mashallah most of them r content n hopefull peace loving simple Muslims who fear n obey Allah. They xpress their gratitude towards Allah by performing salahs, saums n doing wotever good they can out of their humble means. They r the barakahs of this poor yet mashallah very rich in heart country of mine - amori Bangladesh.
Finally mashallah a pic of minaret, the very common n favourite skyline all over Bangladesh.
Salam.
True love first for Allah n his prophet Mohammad saw.
Then for "amori Bangladesh"
Here I m inshallah trying 2 share a daily life/ scenario of most of the Bangladeshi's which is also becoming strange
2 our young generations urbanites who r being trained in a confused cultural mixture.During the eid holidays, despite numerous disasters n govt regulations, people overcrowd the launches (locally called for big river plying large boats) 2 leave big cts n go 2 villages 2 celebrate with the near n dear 1s. Then other sort of hazardous journies. A non paved road (mostly muddy bcoz of rain) with long walk (sometimes rickshaw vans), during monsoons cross the inaundated roads with boats, xing a canal with a single bamboo pool (local word for bridge), while enjoying the simplicity n serenity of the mother nature which keeps mashallah bringing them bak 2 their roots. Mashallah u never have the same fun of farming with yor grandfather while living in the cts.
U don't need extraordinary wealth or Duniya 2b happy beyond the basics of life (even which they don't hav), but mashallah most of them r content n hopefull peace loving simple Muslims who fear n obey Allah. They xpress their gratitude towards Allah by performing salahs, saums n doing wotever good they can out of their humble means. They r the barakahs of this poor yet mashallah very rich in heart country of mine - amori Bangladesh.
Finally mashallah a pic of minaret, the very common n favourite skyline all over Bangladesh.
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