![IMG_20250706_123833.](https://cdn.steemitimages.com/DQmP4JnfKfcCQej63D8o6GCNcLJZnfmGA2Sd5adooGVJFvh/IMG_20250706_123833.jpg) ### **Bypass** ![IMG20250629162613.jp](https://cdn.steemitimages.com/DQmNkBSM4j9iPzejq73HvwDkvDsyzPHjnXVtkkzC39Q9gKd/IMG20250629162613.jpg) ### **Bypass** This is the new road. A few days ago, there was a dirt road here. No one thought that this would be a paved road. The pavement was just a dirt path. The farmer's footprints still show. Now the asphalt is shiny. A battery-powered autorickshaw has the words "Shrishti Rider" written on the back. It's as if this road has now become a new creation. What was a walking road has become a district road. The road of our dreams. This road in the middle of the field is like a black river that cuts through the green paddy fields and dirt on both sides and moves forward far ahead towards the city, towards life. ![IMG20250629162709.jp](https://cdn.steemitimages.com/DQmRAXYN4JXL1rYqNq2oLk3sK2RoWadtK692D1njS8jWgZg/IMG20250629162709.jpg) ### **Bypass** I walked a little further. I saw how many people were walking nearby and running, some were riding bicycles, some were weaving nets. A trolley passed me, carrying materials for someone's house. The cloudy sky had descended. Standing on this road, it seemed as if the sky was walking with me. A boy was peeking out. The people of the village were now proud that we now had roads like those of a city. How quiet this road is now, It will be a busy road in two days, The soil is hard underfoot, Yet there is hope above. ![IMG20250629162638.jp](https://cdn.steemitimages.com/DQmPTsxTbQFkmhAmCvZwapSJ6jCqnDfbX3QrHxP98iyw1J7/IMG20250629162638.jpg) ### **Bypass** As I walk this road, I don't just see the destination. I see the village changing. I see our dream, which will no longer be raw, but will be as strong as pitch. ![IMG20250629162548.jp](https://cdn.steemitimages.com/DQmYm8qZ6ESmphdqEuxQQRCpLjCMEA9sqmcNZ1mMLUh6Jyy/IMG20250629162548.jpg) ### **Bypass** So I say in a shortly poime. A new dawn on a new road, The road to the destination passes through the fields. The melody of hope is tied to the pitch, The smell of the city is swirling in the heart of the village. The sound of wheels speaks, The chariot of dreams moves forward. This path is mine, this path is yours, Dawn changes on the same road. Fields on both sides, the road in the middle, The knock of the future is loud underfoot. The sun is shining, the cloudy shadow, Hope goes along this path, the dark shadow. ![IMG20250629162601.jp](https://cdn.steemitimages.com/DQmY6XWntQTNUCmGFu8jmzApnN1om3KDCpFZ6VvcFFnrnce/IMG20250629162601.jpg) ### **Bypass** This path is not only about walking, this path is also about changing. Every picture, every stain, has written the path of life. Not all roads are equal, In some parts the speed stops, in some there is life. The asphalt stain next to the brick, The part remains like life. New songs written on the road, The pull of the city in the heart of the village. Wherever we walk, wherever we go, We are the ones lying on this road. |Category |Photography | |--------------|----------- | | Drive | Mobil Phone | | Model | OPPO A52 | | Location | Netrakona | | Photographer | @sanaullah99 | ### Thank You all for Your. Love to Everyone.

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