Isli ~ Ashoka Reaort ~ Bagodar
Today is the winter solstice, when the day time is the shortest.
I started early in the morning. I waved to the youths in the opposite side who were walking in the same direction with me.
They crossed the streets and came over to me.
I handed out leaflets. I took a picture again.
I felt someone to look at me. I turned my head and found out a smiling girl.
After harvest, the yard is full with rice straw.
Mr. Hara was surrounded by children.
There was a well under such an imposing tree.
I could see clear water on the deep bottom.
Mr. Hara made friends with the village people.
A street vendor is operating sugar cane machine which was remodelled from motorcycle.
I arrived at a village where it was a market day. Many people showed curiosity.
I talked with students and villagers. I took a picture with them.
I could see this type of mountain which had scattered rocks.
When the cattle eat up the overgrown grass, the living beings become easily exposed.
Therefore, the cranes and cattle move side by side.
I walked and passed by Ashoka Resort Hotel which we stayed for three days.
An old man was making a clay artifacture.
The Islam temple was relatively neat and tidy.
This shrine looks like an altar which respects an old tree.
The family living on the second floor are waving to me.
On the way back to hotel, we rode an auto ricksha.
The good place in the middle is reserved for the women.
Though the level of women are low, this kind of custom which respect the women is alive.