Gomoh where you can smell Peace in Air,
Where life is at Ease and people are not in rush,
Where you can spend time with yourself whenever you wish to,
Where destiny is never odd,
Where you can feel absolute peace of night by lying on your roof’s floor watching clear view of constellation while a passing train’s whistle from nearby railway station as if in the background will make you feel nostalgic,
Where you can have sip of tea on evening’s while watching return of birds to their homes as if in the lap of blue Parasnath Hills,
Where you can dive in the fresh water of Jamunaiya River catching fish, burning woods and spending some good time with close ones among the nature,
Where every morning you can rejuvenate yourself with a pollution free morning walk,
Where on summer ever fresh orange flowers of Palash tree will bring smile of hope on your sweaty face,
On fall season light green leaves of seasam tree will pave your way on streets and smell of Eucalyptus tree leaves will make your heart beat faster,
Where Red Bricked bungalows and churches will make you travel time leaving all worries for the present,
Where Guru’s Gupchup, Pachdu’s samosa, Bhokti’s kachouri and Bose’s Rasmalai are the cheapest yet best treat you can ever get,
A place for you if you are finding relief from modernity, just choose to take a casual walk after dinner and you can listen to the sound of crickets,
Where on a dry summer’s day, a newly arrived wind will gently enter without knock curiously blowing your house curtain’s and takes your sweat’s away,
On monsoon’s it will smell of grain, may have just crossed paddy field and will be found excited for telling it's stories and sometimes it’s newly found joy will make you sing with it,
Where on a rainy night with no electricity, sweet noise of frog’s Ter Ter seems to be the only alive existence, and if you will allow it grow inside you, it will make you forget all your worries, while duck’s quack quack while walking carelessly towards pond down the street will once again compel you to land in your childhood when you used to believe fairy tale stories,
Gomoh, a destination you mustn’t forget to visit, if you truly wish to find yourself, spend time with your soul and listen what it has to say.
its pachdu's samosa....not paltu's....
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