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Steemian friends how are you all? Hope you all are very well, I am very well with your prayers and God's grace, today I will share with you another new post, in today's post I will show you today's whole day's activities.

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Now the winter has almost started, at this time the sleep is a bit more in the last night due to which I don't want to wake up, it is a bit difficult to wake up in the morning and perform the Fajr prayer in the winter, even then every morning I have to wake up and go to the mosque to perform the Fajr prayer. , today was no exception, I woke up after hearing the sound of the mobile alarm, then I went to the mosque to pray the Fajr prayer after ablution.

After offering Fajr prayer I try to sleep again, but I can't sleep because after a while my uncle called me on my mobile and asked me to meet him, I got out of bed and went to the road, my uncle was standing there, he He called me for a special need and talked to him for a long time about that need.

After talking with her it was time to go to madrasah, then after talking with her I came home, came home and had breakfast, now I am alone at home that's why I have to cook myself, only eggs because I don't have time to cook this morning. I ate fried rice, after breakfast I got ready quickly and left for madrasa.

As soon as I left the house, an auto rickshaw came on the road, I got into the auto rickshaw and went to our market bus stand and from there I boarded a CNG to the bus stand near our Madrasah, today I got off the CNG a little before the bus stand, because if we get down here we can go to the Madrasah by a short road. one has to walk to the madrasa through a narrow road between two lands.

I like to go to madrasa through this road, first of all, paddy is cultivated on one side of the road and brinjal is cultivated on the other side, from here, there are paddy fields on both sides of this small road, now the paddy has started to ripen. Farmers have cut paddy from some fields and taken it home, the leaves of paddy trees are on the road.

This road is wet with mist in the morning because of the grass, and the leaves of rice plants are wet with mist, due to which the feet and clothes worn on the body get wet with mist water when walking on this road, today I took some photography of mist water on the leaves of rice plants, the leaves The water in the fog above looked like pearls, it was much better to see.

Wetting my feet through the foggy road, I went to the madrasa, today I reached the madrasa first, after reaching the madrasa, seeing the delay in the start of the class, I took a first class Bengali book in my hand and started reading, as soon as I opened the book, the poem "Holiday" written by Rabindranath Tagore came to the fore. When I saw it, I remembered my childhood, I used to read this poem very happily when I was a child, I used to think when I was reading this poem when I was a child. There will be holidays and we will go home and play sports.

After some time, after this class time, I left the book and went to take the class, when the activities in the madrasa were over, then I went home, like every day when coming from the madrasa, we came to the bus stand on another teacher's motorcycle and from there another auto took off together. We come to Bazar bus stand, after coming to bus stand we see many CNG and many auto rickshaws.

Although it is a bus stand, CNG and auto rickshaw stands have been built here, auto rickshaw stands on the north side of the market and CNG stands on the south side, CNG and auto rickshaws run serially from here, auto rickshaws can be used to go to nearby places, and in Sirajganj town. One has to go to CNG, although buses ply from this bus stand towards Sirajganj city and towards Dhaka.

I come home from the market bus stand and take a bath then go to the mosque to offer Zohr prayer, after offering Zohr prayer come home and have lunch, after lunch it is time for Asr prayer, when the call for Asr prayer is called, I go to the mosque to perform the prayer, After performing the Asr prayer, I teach the