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That morning in the village house is a vivid watercolor painting in my eyes. Leaving the concrete jungle and smog of the city behind, I stepped off the bus and stepped into another world. What is the air like? Not cold, not hot, just filled with an absolute freshness, as if nature itself was breathing on me.

The mango orchard in front of my uncle's house. The rows of trees are like green giants standing tall. The sun, peeking through the gaps in the leaves, weaves a golden web on the ground. And the wind... oh, that wind! It is the invisible driving force of this scene. When it sways lightly, the entire garden seems to breathe together. Leaf after leaf trembles, making a melodious sound – shon shon – as if the trees are whispering secrets to each other. The long branches of the distant palm trees sway as if writing invisible poetry in the sky.

I sat down in the shade of a banyan tree by the pond. The carpet of grass underfoot is soft and wet. A light breeze blows over the water ahead, creating a play of silver lines. A group of hyacinths on the water's edge sway to the rhythm of the wind, bowing their heads as if to greet each other. The sound of a flock of birds flying in circles in the sky, the sound of their wings flapping and the rustling of leaves - the combination of these two creates nature's own symphony.

A yellow butterfly flew in and sat on my knee. It opened and closed its soft wings, as if it was resting, tired of the play of the wind. I took a deep breath. My lungs filled with the freshness of the trees, the aroma of wet soil, the sweet scent of flowers. What we call 'fresh air' in the city is not just air here, it is a touch of vitality. Standing here, I feel that in this kingdom of greenery, the relationship between the wind and the trees is not distant; they complement each other, they are essential to each other. The dance of the leaves of the trees is incomplete without the wind, the song of the wind without the trees is lonely.

From afar, the sound of the wheels of a bullock cart and the melodious vermilion call of the shepherd come to mind. If you close your eyes, it seems that the whole of nature is breathing and exhaling together. In the rhythm of this breathing lies peace, a deep tranquility that cannot be imagined in the hustle and bustle of the city. This cover of greenery, the intimate touch of the air, and this continuous music of nature – these are what make a village not just a place, but a living, breathing entity. It seemed to me that no matter how much I suffocate in the city air, the lungs of the earth are working divinely in all such green darkness. I am just a witness, a momentary spectator of this precious, eternal relationship.

Dear friends,

Acacia flowers are a very familiar flower in our rural Bengal. Starting from the rainy season and ending in autumn, when acacia trees stand on the side of village roads, on the banks of canals, or on the borders of land, these small yellow round flowers can be seen. Although the flowers are small, their shape is very perfect and attractive. The small cotton-like round flowers are spread across the branches of the tree, and this tree full of leaves and thorns then takes on a unique appearance.

I tried to capture that moment on camera. While walking along an empty road in the village, I saw flowers blooming on an acacia tree. The flowers swayed in the light breeze, and the sunlight cast a golden glow on them. That's when I decided to make a video. With the mobile camera in my hand, I tried to capture everything in one frame: close-ups of the trees, droplets of water on the flowers, the coming and going of bees.

This video not only captures the beauty of the acacia flowers, but also the solitude of nature, the calls of birds, the sound of the wind. I believe that those who live in the hustle and bustle of the city can get lost in nature, even for a while, through this video.

A unique aspect of the acacia flower is that its beauty is completely silent and modest. It is not as fragrant as roses, marigolds, or marigolds, but the acacia flower gives nature a different look in its own way. There are many childhood memories hidden behind this flower—standing under a tree and talking, getting entangled in thorns, picking flowers and putting them on the pages of a book to dry…

My purpose in making this video was to capture this silent nature and rural memories digitally. The current generation often does not get the opportunity to get acquainted with all these plants and flowers. So in the video, I have tried to highlight the sounds of nature, the swaying of flowers, the surrounding environment - everything so that the viewer can not only see, but also feel it.

Friends, if you like nature and want some time for a calm mind, then take a look at this acacia flower video I took. You must tell me how you liked the video in the comments. Your opinions are a source of great inspiration for me.

I am ending here like today. See you again with a new flower photography or video. Until then, stay close to nature, stay well, stay healthy.

Green greetings to everyone. 🌳📹🌼