The place, I call heaven

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In my childhood days as like any other people I also had an idea about heaven as I am also from a holy family. My mother used to tell me a lot about heaven to inspire me to do good work in future.It is a kind of beautiful place where everybody over there are happy always and its a place far away above the real world.The people who worked well in his/her lifetime get a chance to be there after death.But as of now i don't believe in such a place far away from the real..But if this is the definition of a heaven then I will surely say my domicile as a heaven as I see.

When I started blogging since then I had a thought of writing something about such a place that gives me a lot and lots of childhood memories .Few days ago I came back from my village.The vivid colors and the golden periods of my life,the mild afternoon breeze and the memories of love and affection of the village peoples kept lingering in my mind till then and I can't just help me without writing something about the great place. 

Way back 24th of September,1989 a boy was lucky to born at Mundamari,a remote village of Paschim Medinipur and almost half an hour from kharagpur.It is the place which comprises not only of natural beauty but also of the kind hearten,simple human beings.Now I am writing something about the greatness of this place I had seen as I grew up in my childhood days.

It is difficult to capture the essence of such a place in a few words or even a few pictures, because what makes my village unique is more about what lies at the heart of the place than what lies at the surface of it.But when we do try to capture that essence in a few words, these are the words we that come frequently “A Place to Belong, A Place to Become,A heaven in real.” These phrases represent what we meant to be a man of that kind of place.

“A place to belong” represents the natural beauty of this place and the warm relation between the people lived there.Its a nice place to watch and to visit too though it is a very small place far away from a big city.Where the complete greenery make you feel afresh.If you are there you will feel its really a place to belong.Also it is "A place to become" and it is in the sense that when you are doing something good then not only you but the whole village is behind with you and that's what happened to me too.All the people can share success and failure of others though there are very few exception.This way a people can love other unconditionally.Beauty of this place and the simplicity of the people make this place as a heaven in real.I always feel lucky that I born in such a sweet place where all people loved me so much.

But I had to leave mu village after I passed my class 10th standard.Then I did not have any words to describe or better to say to feel.But today when I am writing I can feel the pain also because today I miss this place and the friends too much and I don't actually know whether I will be able to back there permanently or not
because I heard  the old,old man says "all that is beautiful drifts away like water" :(