Sunday, April 29, 2018

Summer is the hero of seasons

Bangladesh is a country of six seasons. Of them, summer season, which consists of the months of Baishakh and Joishtho, is the first season of the year. We simply say that Baishakh and Joishtho - these two months make up the summer season. Baishakh is the first month of a Bengali year. In this month, the preparation for collecting new crops in the houses of Bengal goes on. The first day of the month of Baishakh, that is, the first day of the Bengali New Year means Pahela Baishakh. Pahela Baishakh has long since been celebrated amid many festivities in this country.
Generally, summer is such a season when temperature remains hot. Following the afternoon, we feel very tired, fatigued and exhausted. The reason behind it is same- excessive heat. This heat drains the body out of water in the form of sweat, and with this water comes out other necessary minerals too. As a result, severe health issues like heat stroke happen along with several diseases like diarrhea, food poisoning, vomiting, fever etc. But if we are health conscious, we can enjoy the summer beautifully and naturally. At this time, night is shorter than the night of winter. As the day is bigger, we get a lot of time in our hand for traveling outside and work. This time is incomparable for spending time in vacation and swimming in water. 

At this time, because of the over heat of the sun, land becomes hot, water gets dried up, many rivers lose navigability, and there appears cracks on waterless soil. Towards the end of the summer, a violent wind surging from the north-west, known as Nor'wester, blows over the Bengal, causing havoc in the nature.
Summer season is the time of various types of juicy, cold, sweet fruits; Mango, watermelon, Jamrul, Lychee, Jackfruit- what to have and what not. During this time, rose, tagar, bokul, beli, joba and various other types of fragrant flowers bloom in the evening, enchanting us with their sweet aroma.
The writings of poets and litterateur on the diversity of summer, the heroics of the seasons, have enriched our literature. We have got the opportunity to realize the beauty of nature in a new way. Baishakh and Kalboishakhi jhor (nor’wester) take a large part of summer poems. Mixing the loveliness of your heart, poets have given description of the first month of summer in poetic simile. Poet Sufia Kamal has depicted Baishakh in her poem:
       “Crazy, the air of Baishakh is scattered (উন্মত্ত, তা বিক্ষিপ্ত বৈশাখের বায়ু)
        Not only destroys (ধ্বংস করে না শুধু)
        She increases the life span of the world” (বাড়ায় সে পৃথিবীর আয়ু)
Poems written by various poets on the theme of summer portray the scorching heat of Joishtho. Rabindranath Tagore, in his poem “Dui Bigha Jomi”, says:
        “It remembers there is no sleep at night in the storm of Joishtho (সেই মনে পড়ে জ্যৈষ্ঠের ঝড়ে রাত্রে নাহিকো ঘুম)
         Waking up early in the morning, leave for collecting mangoes.” (অতি ভোরে উঠি তাড়াতাড়ি ছুটি আম কুড়াবার ধুম)
There are many poems about Joishtho in which we observe different facets of summer. Fazlur Rahman, in his poem, has written:
       “Sweat drops quickly in the afternoon of summer (‘ঘাম ঝরে দর দর গ্রীষ্মের দুপুরে)
        Field-wharf are broken, (মাঠ-ঘাট চৌচির)
        There is no water in the pond.” (জল নেই পুকুরে)
       “Sunshine is not but dense flake (রোদ যেন নয় শুধু ঘন ফুলকি)
        Horse of the fire runs in trot” (আগুনের ঘোড়া যেনো ছুটে চলে দুলকি)
Summer does not only come with destruction, overheat or the advent of new. It also comes with an array of seasonal fruits. Poet Jasimuddin has this reflected in his poem “Mamar Bari”:
        “It is happy to pick up mangoes on the day of storm in the country of uncle (ঝড়ের দিনে মামার দেশে আম কুড়াতে সুখ)
         We make our mouth colorful with the sweet juice of ripen bam fruit.” (পাকা জামের মধুর রসে রঙিন করি মুখ)

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