I want to share those beautiful childhood memories with some cartoon pictures to describe it..
As a child, I talked to my brothers and sisters and friends like this. Words sounded a little different when spoken this way. Back then we thought it was a phone and had a lot of fun talking. Those memories still have a different feel to them.
When these betel leaves fell from the betel nut tree, I used to play with them from one side of the yard to the other side of the house. One would sit on this leaf and two or three others would pull it around the yard. Sometimes we would all roll around laughing when someone fell off the leaves while pulling leaves.
Maybe the children of this generation don't have to see the scene of reading books like this.
This is how we studied when we were children when we lived in the village because there was no electricity at home. We were so happy when the hurricane oil was gone because then we didn't have to read anymore. It would have been a little better to read this way in the winter because it felt a little hot sitting next to this hurricane.
I have seen a lot of Baul songs going from village to village like this. Sometimes many such bowl artists used to come to the village. It was good to hear Baul songs in their voices. When they came to the village they were given food from different houses. They ate these foods with great devotion and used to listen to music in that house.
