My ancestral home

I realized in the last three days that sometimes going outside the network is very peaceful. I went to the village house. I have visited many places. I will tell you about all the places slowly, today I will tell about my grandfather's house. I went to my grandfather's house on the first day. No one lives in this house now. My elder uncle built this house when my grandfather was alive. My elder uncle is not alive. We used to stay in this house when we went home, now we are all grown up. Everyone's busyness has increased, we don't visit the village house together anymore. Actually we can't manage our time together.

The house is very old so it has a vintage vintage vibe. This house is now uninhabitable due to no one staying at home. I have so many memories of visiting this old house as a child.

The houses in Barisal, Bangladesh are like this, half-built, that is, with tin roofs on top and brick cement walls on the bottom.

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