Visiting the corners of Sundarbans

I was having a really tough time preparing for my third semester. Dealing with some personal problems that ate my mind up, backed by physical and mental health issues, I was having a hard time coping up. I have some observations regarding some issues that I faced but I’ll discuss it some other day coz today I’m here to share something else; something very beautiful that I witnessed. I gave my semester exam which was medium (results awaiting). I was so mentally stressed for some unknown reasons that I couldn’t stay a single day in Varanasi after that, so I came home. Also, train journey is very stressful nowadays owing to the fact the number of train accidents taking place. Anyway, I came home and after two days I went on a trip to Sundarbans with my family. It’s so near to us yet I never had the chance to go there. Also, you’ll be surprised to know that I’ve never been to Shantiniketan. I expected the journey to be hectic coz it was just 3 days, but to my surprise the entire thing went very smooth. So, normally we reached the place and went into a boat. It was like a group of some 20 people. We also stayed at a resort. After the entire tour I have some observations. 



Firstly, people over there work really hard. I had this wonderful opportunity to interact with some of the women who were engaged in folk dance culture of the region. I loved the fact that many of them were married and also had kids and yet didn’t leave this profession. They were super energetic and had the most perfectly synchronized steps. Though it seemed like they preferred to not interact much with outside people especially tourists, upon approaching, they were very polite. They talked to me and also let me click their pictures. I believe they are not being appreciated enough for what they do or how they do it. Therefore, when I complimented a girl saying that she has a very pretty smile, she was shy beyond words. She came back to thank me later and I was happy that a simple compliment made her day. 

Secondly, we had an amazing guide. We all felt he was a full-time guide, but to our surprise, he is also a college student. He doesn’t look like one because he looked much mature than he was. I don’t know if this habit of mine seems annoying to people or not, but I always go on interviewing people about their lives (which is different from mine), just out of curiosity. So, he is a very polite boy which is the first thing that would attract people. Next, he studies at a college, his parents stay in Kolkata for work. He stays with his sister who is in class 6. He practices sports after his work hours and is passionate to join defense services. I was surprised how he is managing so many things altogether. Financial constraint makes anything possible. Also, I got to know how his college works. It’s affiliated to Calcutta University and also its online portals work very well. I was impressed because my university doesn’t.



To describe Sundarbans, it might be pretty much monotonous for many of you because it’s like water everywhere, and many people might have sea sickness, but I’m absolutely in love with water so had no problems. It’s a pretty place but to whoever is wondering, I didn’t get to see a royal Bengal tiger. Another thing I was very impressed about is the amount of cleanliness people practiced. The water was really clean except for sediments. I realized how difficult it is to practice using a dustbin every time outside the house. Also, the food was amazing. I was never into fishes and got trolled for it so many times, but this time, had I not eaten that, it would have been a major loss. More than fishes and prawns, I loved the crabs. We also had some very enthusiastic people in our group who made the journey worth it. Even if you are not a water lover, do visit for 2-3 days. You can’t miss the beauty of the place. There’s a reason why it is a UNESCO World Heritage Site. 

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