Just to the left is a doorway, minus a door, beckoning us to investigate the aroma drifting our way.
As we step into the kitchen we are overtaken by the rich smell of freshly baked bread.
Little ahead I saw some boys and girls going to school. It was very encouraging to see education fostering even among the village children.
While walking down the village road, one can hear different birds singing among the big trees. Since there were no street lights the moon seemed to shine brightly.
The name of his village is Madhupur and it is located in the 24 Parganas (North) under Jainagar Police Station.
The population of the village is approximately 6,000 only.The house is set back about 200 feet from the road, and as we saunter up the narrow dirt pathway, lined with neat rows of flamboyant orange gladiolas on each side, the tidy appearance of the small, unpainted frame house entices us to enter.Up the steps and onto the porch, we can't help but notice a high-backed rocker on one side and a bench worn smooth by age on the other.After living years of hectic and stressful life in the city, everybody needs to take a break to relax and rejuvenate their mind and body.One of the ideal places to relax and unwind is the village. Last year, during the puja vacation I visited his village. I stayed there with my friend for four days and it was one the best holidays of my life.Everywhere nature is praising its Maker and singing its night songs.Off in the distance the whip-poor-wills are just starting their nightly lamentations.The sweet voice of the cuckoo was the most enchanting one to hear early in the morning. For food, I had different preparations all made from garden fresh vegetables.Fish caught from the pond were really very tasty to eat.The morning scene of a village is really an experience to remember.Watching the sunrise is really a memorable experience. The scenic beauty of the village road was quite beautiful to watch.