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Tag: Sylhet

The Colour Green

The Colour Green

Bangladesh, Sylhet, Kuru Gao is its name
Or Nanny’s Bari (village) as we all grew to claim
That’s where my mind heads at the mention of green
A place of fond memories, cacophony, serene Continue reading The Colour Green

Posted on February 3, 2014August 12, 2018Categories PoetryTags Bangladesh, childhood, family, food, fun, memories, Nan, Nanny, positive experiences, Sylhet, village5 Comments on The Colour Green
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