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How are you all, sure you are fine. Today I will share some important things about my village with you, and the words I am sharing in my own little post, hope you will like it.
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Whatever you say, every place has a history. That place has a story, the story we hear from our elders since childhood.
In the same way, my village too, in my village, there are unknown strange and mysterious events. Which my ancestors have been seeing, there are some structures that even my ancestors can't tell how those structures were built.
I am a very ordinary boy from that distant village, my village is Sonabaria village of Kalaroa police station in Satkhira district of Bangladesh. Sonabaria village has a huge traditional history.
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How did our village originate? What was the previous name of this village? There are many unknown facts, which I do not know exactly. I heard that the name of our village was different in the previous period.
And our Sonabaria village changed only when kings and maharajas from different countries came to our village. Do you know why he came? Our village has a traditional structure that looks exactly like the houses of kings.
I heard from my grandparents that kings once lived here. So the name of this village was kept as that king-maharaja wanted.
A lot of gold was used in our village at that time. So the name of this village became Sonabaria, and the house I am talking about is still there. Such art techniques such shapes are not usually seen anywhere.
When I was in school, I used to visit most of the time, because it was near my house. I used to go whenever I felt like it. But there was a lot of fear at that time, there were so many strange and terrible sounds that people used to enter the palace in a very fearful state.
Gradually, with the change of time, that fear has completely disappeared. Now that palace is completely empty, visitors from different places come to see the traditional palace of my village. At the same time, my village is full of greenery, there is no season in which you will not get the fresh fruits of that season, everything is full in my village.
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The people of my village do not need to bring much from outside. Because the people of my village produce everything. So my village has become a happy village, where people work daily and at the end of the day everyone hangs out at the tea shop.
Anyway, friends, let me share something with you about my village. I hope you will like it, everyone will be fine, thank you all.