Didn’t we have a lovely time the day we went to Thakurgaon


Wifey and I in the car on the way to a village in Thakurgaon

Our ayahs have been insisting for weeks now that they wanted us to come to their family’s village a couple of hours drive from where we live at LAMB and have a meal there. Always one to want to go somewhere new, I was up for it despite constant hartals (violent national strikes which stop traffic all over the country) and we finally arranged the trip last week.

It was a lovely day. The sun was shining but not too much and the company was excellent. Speaking a mix of English, Bangla and Santali throughout the day, all of us practised languages not our own and we made new friends along the way. When we walked through the village we drew a small crowd of children but they wanted to interact with us rather than ‘rudely stare’ as strangers often do. The family and villagers alike treated us as special guests but also welcomed us like old friends. It was a real blessing being there.

It is for days like this that I came to Bangladesh.

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6 Responses to Didn’t we have a lovely time the day we went to Thakurgaon

  1. I can see what you mean!!!


  2. Bindu says:

    Ah, that reminds me of my native place and I can’t wait any more for my vacation. Can see that you four had a wonderful time in the village. Yes, there things are simple and less complicated.


  3. Love the pictures, and I can see you have had a wonderful time. I experienced something similar during my last few visits to India. As a British Asian, living with more than one culture isn’t new, but experiencing new cultures first hand was amazing. In fact it opens the world for new experiences, to appreciate the extremely simple life-styles of so many people. I happen to be in a village with my acquaintance, and I noticed that ever a bowl of water to drink required energy, patients and work (drawing water out from a deep well) whereas in the UK we simply open a tap in the wall. Whether they had electricity or not, their lives just continued as normal – the few times I have experienced loss of power at home – everything comes to a stand still. Don’t get me wrong I do appreciate the luxuriates we have in the UK, its just that seeing people living such simple lifestyles in small villages just touches you more than in one way.


    • Yes I agree with you – it is never that one culture or another is ‘better’ or more worthy but they are different and their differences affect you in different ways.

      Here too, they have to work hard from a water well to get a bowl of water. No running water here nor consistent electricity – just as you had in India. Amazing experiences!


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