Travel||The diary game||17-01-25||"Traveled to Dhaka from my village with my family."

Greetings Dear Steemains,

How are you all? I hope you are all well by the grace of Allah.I am also fine by the grace of Allah. Today is 17-01-25, and the day of Friday. Today I returned from my village home Chandpur to my workplace capital Dhaka with my family. In today's diary game, I am going to present some of its notable events. I hope you will like today's diary game.

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My wife and children have been on vacation in my village home in Chandpur for about 25 days. I came to Chandpur yesterday to take them. Today I will return to Dhaka with them.
I wake up at 8 am. I get up in the morning and sit down to have breakfast. Then I go out with my younger son to enjoy my birthplace Chandpur once again.

At the time of breakfast

I first go to the launch wharf in Chandpur. Hundreds of launch passengers leave for their destinations through this wharf every day.I stay at the wharf for a while and enjoy the work of the people there.

This time I took my son to a historical place. Which is also called the life of Chandpur. It is the famous Hilsa fish market of Chandpur. However, that historical fish market is no more. The terrible Meghna River has swallowed that place. Respecting the historical importance of the place, it has now been built like a park. I take my son to visit that place.

My childhood has a close relationship with this place. I have spent a lot of time here. Today, I take my son to different places and share my memories with him.
When I come to the river bank, I stand. I look at the boats moving in the river with amazed eyes. What incredible courage they are moving towards their destination with small boats.
I enjoy the fishermen fishing with small boats for a while. This river is famous for the famous Hilsa fish. The taste of this fish is well-known all over the world. I am enjoying and thinking about whether there is any similarity between the scenes of my childhood and the present and sharing them with my son. I stayed in those familiar places for more than two hours, but it felt like I had just arrived here.

go back to my workplace. So, I left here. A cry rang in my chest. It was as if I was leaving. I moved forward, leaving my childhood place behind.
Today I rented a private car to go to Dhaka. Our car arrived at 1 pm. I loaded all our luggage into the car one by one. I said goodbye to my relatives and got into the car. I don't know when I will be able to come to my birthplace again. I saw tears in everyone's eyes. I also wanted to cry from inside my chest. I strengthened my heart and set off towards Dhaka with my children.

Our car moved forward at full speed. I was enjoying the wonderful views on both sides of the road as I went. On both sides of the road, there was green rural life, green fields, and green crops were growing there. Although the road was not very wide, it was quite smooth. We moved forward on that road.

We took a short break in the middle. We stopped the car in front of the highway restaurant. We got inside and prepared to freshen up and have a light tiffin. But my children wanted to eat ice cream. I respected their request and brought ice cream. We sat in the shade of a tree and ate ice cream and wandered around the area for a while.

Then we got back in the car and started our journey. I reached home at 5 pm enjoying the diverse views on both sides of the road. I thanked the driver for being a wonderful travel companion and for successfully delivering me home. And so my beautiful journey came to an end.

Thank you all of you for reading my post. I hope you will like my travel diary game. I am leaving today.

Allah Hafez.