My Town in 10 Pics | Ten Wonderful Picture in My Mirzapur, Dhaka Area. |

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My Dear Friends, I Hope You Are All Well. Photography is the photographer's passion because it is not just a hobby or a job, but a creative expression. A photo captures a moment that will never come back. It is a reflection of the photographer's thoughts, views and feelings. So I love to present to you through photography. Today I Am Going To Share With You Ten Photographs of My Mirzapur Town. So Let's Start..

MY TOWN IN TEN BEAUTIFUL PICTURES

Picture No :- 01

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In the afternoon, the sunlight was still peeking out from behind the clouds. After the scorching heat all day, this cloudy sky made the atmosphere a little calmer. It is a small railway station in Mirzapur. Next to it is a desert covered with green grass. The platform of the station was a touch of rural beauty in Pravant. A train was standing on one side of the platform, waiting for passengers to board. The faint whine of the engine drifted through the air. The train rooms are pale, as if they have been tired for many days. Yet there was a strange attraction in it. The passengers sitting inside were watching the outside scene through the window, some restless, some indifferent. Their faces showed the tiredness of the whole day. I took this picture in such a situation.

Picture No :- 02

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A cloudy morning. In the play of white and black clouds across the sky, nature seems to be lost in its engrossment. The cold wind is humming around. The chirping of birds can be heard in the distance which makes the environment more lively. A row of betel nut trees is standing in the midst of green nature. Trees are nature's elite soldiers. With their long, straight trunks and leafy heads, they stand side by side in firmness. The leaves sway in the wind, as if dancing to some invisible tune. Dewdrops gathered under each tree, falling to the ground to form tiny glittering dots. The sky is slowly getting heavier. Maybe it will rain soon. Captured the image at this moment.

Picture No :- 03

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In this picture, even after the rain has stopped, clouds are visible in the sky. The imprint of the rain is clear on the wet road, the reflection of light in the accumulated water is spreading a strange mystery. On one side of the road is a bustling market, where shopkeepers are busy fixing polythene canopies. The smell of fresh vegetables wafting from the market. A man walks past the market with a black umbrella over his head. The memory of the rain in his eyes and face. A few wet birds preening their feathers perched on electric wires over the road. Although it was not raining at that moment, the roar of the sky seemed to indicate the beginning of another chapter of rain. I clicked the picture of such a scene.

Picture No :- 04

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Under a cloudy sky, a cool breeze blows along a small highway road. On one side of the road stands a huge banyan tree whose shadow seems to have deepened with time. A small tea shop under the tree. A few old men are sitting on a wooden bench in front of the shop. The impression of age is evident on their face, but the shadow of the story of life is still in their eyes. One is sipping tea from a smoldering earthen cup, another is wiping his stick with slightly wet hands. They are engrossed in stories among themselves, some are telling old memories of the village, some are thinking about the present. A few birds are perched on the upper branches of the banyan tree, as if witnessing the story of the old men. The sound of cars rushing down the highway is heard in the distance. I captured this picture in such a situation.

Picture No :- 05

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In this picture, there is a beautiful modern design building next to the road, with the sun shining through the glass windows. The beauty is enhanced by the presence of the buildings in front of them and the cloudy sky. A few autorickshaws hum along the highway. Every autorickshaw has passengers. Rows of power lines hang over the road, occasionally swaying lightly in the wind. Some birds are standing next to the electric pole and are preening their feathers. It is a part of our city. Anyway, this is where we move and various buses, trucks and heavy vehicles ply through this place. I captured this scene while passing through this road.

Picture No :- 06

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An electric pole stands in a lonely lane in our town. The thick electric wires coming out of these poles are like the arteries of life. They carry 220 volts of power, each wire carrying an invisible current of electricity. These cables are split into three parts. A group of wires run to the right of the road, where rows of houses wait to be lit. Another group ran to his left, where the small shops were located. A third is directly in our area where electricity is supplied to our homes. I captured this image standing under one such electric pole.

Picture No :- 07

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At one end of the village there is an empty place where some water accumulates throughout the year. The place is like a picture painted by nature itself. The floating leaves are like a green carpet. There are no houses around, only the silence of nature and the occasional soft sound of leaves rustling in the distance. Huge electric poles stand across the water, like silent sentinels. The poles are carrying loads of high-voltage wires that the birds dare to see from afar. A strange environment where the solitude of nature and the modernity of man have mixed. A few clouds were gathering in the sky, those clouds were looking beautiful. I captured this picture while passing this place on the road.

Picture No :- 08

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In the heart of the city of Tangail stands the imposing building of an Islamic bank. There is a crowd of people in front of the bank, some of them have come to deposit money, some of them are going out after completing various tasks. A vegetable seller is sitting on a corner of the pavement in front of the bank. The basket of fresh vegetables arranged in front of him, the bright colors of red tomatoes, greens, gourds and eggplants are attracting the attention of passers-by. A private car slowly passed by with a light sound. There may be some people sitting inside the car. Busy movement of people on the other side of the road. Some are returning from the market, some are entering the shops, and some are walking after completing office work. In such a situation I clicked this picture.

Picture No :- 09

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This is a familiar sight on the Dhaka-Tangail highway. A long line of cars is at a standstill, everyone is trapped in the impatient test of the jam. Some car drivers are looking out the window, while others are talking on mobile phones. There is light sand on the road. A piece of green field on the right side, like a corner of peace in the middle of this urban chaos. Small grassy slopes and some scattered trees enliven the environment. Light clouds are floating in the sky. Sunlight sometimes breaks through the clouds and illuminates the field. Clouds indicate rain somewhere in the distance which might soak this jam too. In this situation I clicked this picture.

Picture No :- 10

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This image shows a glimpse of peace in the heart of the city from the window grills of a modern building. A piece of green vegetation is visible through the window grill. A small bird was noticed among the trees. But amidst this peace, the scene quickly blends into the modernity of the city. A few skyscrapers come into view next to the window, light reflecting off each other from their glass windows. These towering buildings cast a shadow over the entire city. Each building is a living symbol of its own imagination and modernity. A few small tin houses can be seen in low places below the buildings. I clicked this picture from a distance.

Post Category	My Town in Ten Pics
Photographer	@max-pro
Device	SAMSUNG GALAXY F34
Club status	Club5050
Location	Mirzapur-Tangail, Dhaka, Bangladesh

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