A Journey by Boat
In this fast modern age, a journey by boat offers a different taste in our communication system. A journey gives us pleasure. It brings us closer to the beauty of nature. We can see and learn many things if we undertake a journey. A journey is thus an exciting experience for all. It is all the more attractive for a student because it provides him with relief from the daily routine of books and classrooms. A journey by boat is also interesting and pleasant. One day I had an opportunity for making a pull-ley by boat.
It was a winter evening. It was a holiday. I, along with some of my friends, started our journey from Bhuapur, Tangail through the river Jamuna. The sky was clear. We started our journey at 8 a.m. The boatman and the oarsman were very nice people. The sky was clear and the weather was fine. We had brought cooking materials with us. We had utensils too. The river was calm. The boatman hoisted the sail. The boat began to move smoothly. Our boat began to move in favor of the wind and current. One man was rowing. Another boatman was guiding us. Slowly the boat was moving. There were small waves on the river. We enjoyed the beautiful scenes on both sides of the river. We decided on cooking. My friend Mamun is very expert in cooking. We got fish from the fishermen who were fishing in the river. Hawn and Martin helped Mamun in processing fish. I boiled rice in an earthen pot. The fish was cooked. Eggs were boiled and the boiled eggs were fried with a mix of curry and spices. Then we finished our lunch with two boatmen.
We began to gossip. Hasan began to play on his guitar. The natural scenery on both the banks charmed us. There were green fields of rice, jute and other crops, rows of trees. We saw many people bathing and swimming in the river. The ray of the sun started to fade. The green fields and the standing crops on both sides looked very attractive. The thatched houses of the villagers were peeping through the trees. Fishermen were catching fish. Women were fetching water in the pitchers. Many boats and launches were plying on the river.
Many children were playing on the bank of the river. Some women in the villages were busy carrying water. My friend Harun, a good singer started singing a patriotic song, “Gram chara Oi Rangamatir path.” Mamun started to play on his flute. The boatman also sang, “Mon Majhee for Boitha Nere, A’mi ar baitey Parlam na.”
The sun was setting down. The purpling color of the setting sun made everything reddish in color.
After the immediate setting of the sun, we reached our destination. The journey in my heart I bore. Our boat reached the ghat of Serajgonj. It gave us much pleasure. It was one of the most memorable journeys in my life. We got down from the boat. Our journey ended. It was really enjoyable and memorable.
