Growing up in the lap of nature in my beloved village is sincere and personal.

Assalamu Alaikum Wa Rahmatullahi Wa Barkatuhu Dear friends, how are you all? I hope you are all well. I am also well by the infinite mercy of Allah. Today I will share. The story of my village wrapped in greenery is presented in the story.

Our village is like a peaceful nest surrounded by greenery. Far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, here every morning begins with the sweet calls of birds and the fresh air. As soon as I wake up, I hear the crowing of roosters and the lowing of cows. These familiar sounds are my daily companions.
​Looking at the field fills my heart. As far as the eye can see, there are only rice fields and various types of plants. During the monsoon, the surroundings become even greener and fresher. Then the sweet smell of the soil and the fragrance of wet leaves fills my heart. Sitting in the shade of trees in the afternoon and talking, and going to the field with friends in the afternoon—this is how I spend my days.

​There is a small pond behind our house. Ducks play there and fish swim. While my mother washes dishes or irons clothes at the pond, I sit quietly and watch her fish. This pond is like a part of our village life.
The people of the village are very simple and caring towards each other. Everyone stands by each other in times of trouble. This bond is very deep, which is not easily seen in the city. When the electricity goes out at night, it is so much fun to sit in the yard and talk to the stars.

I love this rural life very much. There may be few modern amenities here, but the pure joy and peace are endless. This soil, these people, this green nature—these are the greatest assets to me. I am proud that I grew up in such a peaceful environment.