The Diary Game: 22.03.2025- First Day At My Sweet Home
Dear Diary,
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After several months, I came to the village. Many of you may have known from my previous diary posts that there is a river in my village. A small branch river. The name of this river is "Mrgi River". In the morning, I went to see the river with my nephew. It takes a maximum of 3 minutes to go from my house to the bank of this river. The dam made of bamboo that you can see in the picture of the river is provided so that the course of the river does not change. Since last year, the banks of this river have been breached and the course has been gradually changing, so the local people have provided such a dam made of bamboo so that the damage is reduced.
Are you familiar with this picture? This is a haystack or dry hay stored here so that it can be used throughout the year. In our village, this hay is stored as food for the cows. The hay is fed from here every day. Everyone in my village who has cows has one such haystack. Some have more than one. We don't have any cows so we don't have a haystack. I captured this picture from my neighbor's house.
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In the afternoon, I went to a garden near our house. There, a man came on a bicycle to sell various plastic products. This seller sells various products from village to village on a bicycle. It is a very hard job. Almost one such mobile seller comes to my village every day to sell daily necessities and the women of the village buy things from them as per their needs. They also bring various toys for the children. The children buy toys from them at low prices. The last time I came to my village, I bought some toys from them for my niece.
I like this flower but I can't handle it because of its strong smell. I don't know the English name of this flower but locally it is called "Bhatiful". This flower comes in two colors, white and pink. I used to play with this flower when I was a child.
My brother bought ber fruit from the market in the afternoon. I like this fruit very much. After iftar, we all ate this fruit. Some of the fruit was ripe and some was unripe. The funny thing is that the ripe fruit was a little sour, but the ripe fruit is always sweet. I don't know the reason for this.
At night I fry eggs and prepare popcorn for my nephew. I don't like popcorn but my elder nephew loves it so he asked me to process some butter popcorn for him. After eating we all chatted and got ready for bed.
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