Some heart-touching rose photography
Hello,CCS friends!
I am @maksudakawsar
From Bangladesh
Assalamu Alaikum
How are you all? I hope everyone is having a good day. I am also doing well. Being well is not only necessary for ourselves, but also a happy thing for the people around us. Because when we are well, our body and mind become well. And then our life becomes happy.
Those of you who read my blog regularly must know that I like to travel a little. And whenever I get time, I go to a green environment surrounded by nature. To pamper myself a little. For example, a few days ago I came back for some time with my friend nature. A few days ago I went to visit the Taj Mahal and Rajmoni shooting spots of Bengal's love. However, that day I took several photographs there. Which may not be shared with you in one day. So today I am going to share some photography. I hope you will like it too.
There’s a strange power in photographs — they don’t just capture what we see but also what we feel. Recently, I visited the Bangladesh National Museum, and that experience made me reflect on the connection between marine nature and us in a new light. The seabed soil and shells displayed behind glass seemed to come alive through my camera’s lens. This blog is a retelling of that journey — not just through photography, but through the discovery of a hidden world. In one corner of the gallery, there were three samples of seabed soil, each preserved in a glass case. Each had a tag detailing its region of origin, depth of extraction, and date of collection. The first was a deep brown, resembling alluvial soil; the second was ashen gray and grainy; and the third was nearly black, perhaps rich in volcanic minerals.
Flowers are sacred. Flowers are a symbol of love. The body, mind and soul are filled with the fragrance of flowers. I have heard that a person who does not love flowers can even kill a person with a smile. The happiness and joy of human life are mixed with various uses of flowers. Some people gift flowers to their loved ones as a sign of love. Some people decorate their homes with flowers in a beautiful way. However, flowers are no less dear to me. Since childhood, I have been somewhat attracted to various types of flowers. That is why even today I don't know why whenever I smell a flower or see a flower garden, or whenever I see a flower, I want to run to that flower. For example, a few days ago I visited the flower market in Shahbagh. And today I have arranged my photography episode with some rose flower photography collected from there. I hope you will like it too.
Rose is the queen of flowers. And there are thousands of songs, poems and stories about this rose. The sweet scent of roses fills the mind with immense joy. At one time, the proposal of love to someone was made with this rose flower. Of course, although in childhood we heard more about red roses, now we see only a few types of roses being cultivated.
I don't know how many other types of roses there are, including red, white, and yellow. But the yellow roses looked great in the bright night light. Seeing the yellow roses reminded me of Humayun Ahmed's Himu. So I didn't forget to buy yellow flowers.
From one side of the flower market to the other, there were piles of flowers everywhere. And there was no limit to my joy when I saw all the flowers. Among the different colors of roses, I felt even better seeing the white roses. However, among the different types of flowers, the white roses were the ones that caught people's attention the most. And that's why many people were busy buying white roses that day.
And anyone would love to see so many roses. I can't explain why red roses are so dear to me. How nice it was to see red roses. And in the shops, thousands of different types of roses are sold in bunches. I felt like I was living in a rose kingdom. But all of them are roses, but I liked them very much.
Sometimes if you go to the kingdom of flowers, your mind will also feel better. Because flowers are sacred. Flowers are a symbol of love. And flowers are a burning fire, which can burn all the pain in your heart and mine to ashes.
I'm ending this here today. I'll be back with new posts in the future. How did you like my photography today? I'm looking forward to knowing. I hope you will encourage me with your valuable comments.
| Blogger | @maksudakawsar |
|---|---|
| subject | Photography |
| Country | Bangladesh |
Not today. I will be back with a new post in the future. Until then, stay tuned.
My identity
I am Maksuda Akter. On the Steemit platform, I am known as @maksudakawsar. I am connected to my Bengali blog from Dhaka. I am a homemaker and also a working professional. Despite that, I love sharing my thoughts in my mother tongue, Bengali, on my blogging platform. I enjoy listening to and singing songs. In my free time, I love to travel and capture beautiful moments with my camera. Occasionally, I write a few lines of poetry inspired by my emotions, which I really enjoy. Above all, I love my dearest mother dearly.
