In most parts of Bangladesh, there are crop fields, with small roads running through the middle of those crop fields. When the fields are full of crops, it is very difficult to travel through these roads, but when there are no crops, it is very easy to travel through these small roads. Today, my two sons walked with me through the small roads between the crops while returning from madrasa.
My two sons return home along that small road, through the fields of crops.
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