My Village, Kandothkuni.... Poem by P.A. NOUSHAD
My Village, Kandothkuni....
Kandothkuni, my village... My birthplace and my upbringing are etched
in my memory like stream... Rivers and ponds still
draw me in,
and brooks, lots of greenery,
and easy access
to fresh air and clean water
are generally peaceful...
It has a much more alluring
idyllic charm...
More than the densely populated cities...
I long to get there...
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8/29/2026 4:54:41 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Nostalgic. Nice poem