Baskadia

Wonderful place for village.

It's wonderful place for Mohonganj,Bangladesh.

The Village

Kandovan, Osku,beautiful village

Kandovan ( Persian : كندوان, also romanized as Kandovān and Kandavān ; also known as Kanvān ) [1] is an ancient village in Sahand Rural District in the Central District of Osku County , East Azerbaijan Province , northwestern Iran . It is situated in the foothills of Mount Sahand , near the city of Osku . At the 2006 census, the village population was 601, in 168 families. [2] Kandovan كندوان Village A view of Kandovan's rock houses KandovanCoordinates: 37°47′42″N 46°14′55″E Country Iran Provinc

Sindh poor house

Poor house in sindh badin city

betel leaves

The betel, Piper betle, is a species of flowering plant in the pepper family Piperaceae, native to Southeast Asia. It is an evergreen, dioecious[1] vine, with glossy heart-shaped leaves and white catkins. Betel plants are cultivated for their leaves which are most commonly used as flavoring in chewing

The qualities of a village create a beautiful experience.

Life in the village is a perfect escape from overwhelming, fast-paced city life. You can enjoy nature's beautiful sceneries. And the silence lets you hear our thoughts. Village life can make you feel like you're in a community. Village convey the atmosphere of villages, tranquility, and spirituality of nature.

The Angel of the Village

Once upon a time, in a small village nestled in the mountains, there lived a young girl named Sarah. She was known for her kind heart and adventurous spirit. One day, while exploring the forest that surrounded her village, Sarah stumbled upon a mysterious cave. Without hesitation, she ventured inside to discover an enchanted world filled with glittering jewels and sparkling crystals. As she marveled at the beauty around her, Sarah heard a faint voice calling out to her. She followed the voice an

Tough Child

Not once did he feel father's love, nor sucked from the breast milk of a mother yet he knows what love is even though he love the wrong way. Tough child is a poem that shows the explicit torture a child went through during his transformation to a fully grown man. A man full of secret and open scar. An open scar with its own story, an open scar with the mark of pain and pride, an open scar which reveal a vulnerable yet dangerous man. Tough child is a child who was given birth to in an abandoned cave.Nobody knew his birth cause the mother who was supposed to create awareness couldn't as she was seen escaping into the cave with a pot belly and now on false labor. While running her water broke down, pushing out a child, blank became the storyline. I grew with an Old hag, she died I was given birth to. Tough Child grew up with no knowledge of himself cause the old hag didn't keep record of his birth, but she only knew the cave welcomed a child and a snake beside it.A tough child

My village story

In the heart of the countryside, nestled among lush green fields and rolling hills, lies the serene village of Chak Abdul Khaliq. This picturesque village is a haven of tranquility, where time seems to slow down, and the air is filled with the sweet scent of flowers and the melody of birdsong. Chak Abdul Khaliq is not just any village; it is a place where the old world charm meets modernity. The villagers take pride in their traditions and heritage, yet they embrace progress and change with open

Story about a small village in ogun state Nigeria region of the earth.

Ilewo-orile was founded by Akinsale, a prince from Oyo. His younger brother (Ajiboye) founded Ibara-orile while each of their two sisters founded Iboro and Ilogun respectively. Iboro(Eyinni by name) was married and settled at Iboro but later turned to a river named (Olohun Odo) in Olohun village. There brothers and sisters were accompanied on their journey from Oyo by their mother, who later died at ILEWO-ORILE and was buried at Igbo-Oro. Akole-Koto was the first that settled when they were comi

Peepal tree on which many stories are made, come read another story,,,

All the people of the village used to live in fear, they believed that some demon lives under this peepal tree and who scares people after 12:00 in the night, as well as kills people when they come near it. There was great fear in that village,Even today people are as much afraid of that Peepal as they were yesterday. As soon as 12:00 o'clock in the night, a strange sensation and frightening sound of peepal leaves starts coming, don't know why all the foxes come under the same tree and start

Madness to learn Urdu in a Hindu-majority village in Rajasthan

There is a village in Rajasthan's Tonk district where 100% of the population is Hindu and everyone here wants to learn Urdu. Residents of this village claim that at least 1000 youths have learned Urdu there

A Hunted Village

A story of a hunted house.

Father, my first idol

It is Poem about father. You make father as idol.

Childhood

'Childhood' is the most beautiful moment of life ,Only happiness and love, no worries about the past no worries about the future, only to be happy in the present ,It seems as if God has given us everything, we all love and are dearest, We have truth and love in our hearts,That's why it is said that children are the form of God, We get away from the hustle and bustle of life, neither life's problem nor future plan, Truly the most beautiful moment is childhood

Punjabi ladies near a village well

Punjabi ladies near a village well

Bangladesh village road

Maharashtrian village

Evening in village

This photo is phone shoot & village photo than go to edit photo

My village

My village