When the world is stagnant, when the oxygen level in the air doubles or triples, people are still stockpiling oxygen cylinders at home, when there is a sense of disbelief among childhood friends, when thousands of people involved in travel and hotel business are lost in the uncertain future, when travel is thirsty. Exhausted, they showed the way. They are a group of forty-six female friends. They are all friends through Facebook. This is the first time they met on the platform of Sealdah station. They are all associated with different livelihoods. Some work, some do drama and some are housewives or brides. But they all have a great deal in common. That is, they are all travel-thirsty, nature-loving and open-minded friends.
Last week their journey was to Suntalikhola in North Bengal. The day before yesterday they returned to Calcutta. They reached Siliguri the next day on the night infantry express from Sealdah. From there we reached a unique beautiful world in a two hour journey. He is not afraid of any hunter in the world, there is no pain to cover his face because the name of the place is Jaldhaka. They pitched a tent in a private hotel in Nagarakata. Then for three days just walk under the blue sky, run and want to touch the indescribable beauty and joy of nature that can touch people to get rid of all the exhaustion of life. Bathing in the water of the fountain, sitting on a big stone throne, soaking 8 pairs of feet in the mountain river, the story of six red and blue umbrellas in the pouring rain, lost in the nature, in the lap of the mountain river of Laliguras. A feast at the hotel with fresh fish broth from the hilly river, tasting chicken momos with smoked tea at Samsung's aunt's shop in the afternoon and sitting under a milky shade tree red golden tree in the middle of a dense green tea garden and singing with 6 voices ...
"My release is light in this sky".
Based in Nagarakata, they visited Jaldhaka, Rocky Island, Suntalikhola, Chalsa, Metli, Samsing, Laliguras for three days. These places are very familiar to me due to the fact that I used to work in Siliguri and I used to visit different parts of North Bengal. On the way back to Siliguri from Cooch Behar, Alipurduar on Saturday, I went down several times with my bag. There I left the general hotel room in the morning and walked 10-15 km to Metli, Samsing, Laliguras. I talked to the tea garden workers. I heard about their misery and then I came back to Chalsa in a tea garden company tractor. Today, after seeing the pictures shared by the friend of the playwright, I wanted to share them,