My Blood, My Culture, My Country...
I miss my homeland honestly speaking though I rarely write about it. It's been almost 3 years since I am away from my country but still, I am carrying my country in my heart. A small south Asian country girl I am who came here to chase her dreams.
I have travelled into many countries, each country has its own culture, beauty as well as my country too. Bangladesh is a green riverine country filled with cultures and natural resources. I feel proud when it comes to holding my culture. A green country where folklore songs belong. A country that inspired many poets, a country that has it's own identity, own language. It's an independent democratic country with a large population.
Bangladesh is an agricultural country where 80% of lands are agricultural land and most of the people related to agriculture. Rice is our main food along with other grains as well. We love meat, rice and lentils, we love fishes like Illis (our national Fish)...
We have our own national anthem which always makes us proud written by Rabindranath Tagore. Whenever I used to sing this song called " amar sonar Bangla, ami tomay Valobasi", I felt proud. I respect those who fought for our country's independence and sacrificed their lives for Bangladesh...
If you visit the countryside of Bangladesh you will see the Waterlillies everywhere. Our ponds, water basins, marshes everything is full of the beautiful blooming Waterlillies which will blow away your mind.
Bangladesh has extraordinary beauty which you will never see in other countries. We love our culture, we hold our culture. Our people are friendly and welcoming, they will show you love and affection. If you visit a home, you will never be able to leave without having lunch or dinner. We love our guests and love to treat them like our family member...
If you are lucky you will see these birds playing with water. You will hear the beautiful song of cuckoo in the middle of the day, you will hear the chirping sound of sparrow too...
I saw my country, I hold my culture inside me, I miss my home, my land, the pure smell of the soil... I miss the food, I miss native people, affectionate indigenous people...
Currently, I am holding dual citizenship but still, now I am holding my native country inside me. My blood is still red which speaks the true blood of Bangladeshi. I love my culture, my bloodline and that's my true identity...
I am Bangladeshi by blood...
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Priyan
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