A Journey Case

I couldn’t realize why I woke up abruptly from my short slumber. I had a feeling that I was about to miss something utterly wonderful, probably, that was what woke me up. I looked on my side and saw my brother and mom, fast asleep. Only my dad and obviously, our driver, were awake, as we continued on our journey to “Tangail”, my grandfather’s place. I didn’t understand the point of leaving so early and was slightly irritated at having my sleep destroyed. After all, it was only 7:00 am and the sun had barely risen. Having no other options, I opened the glass to get some fresh air.

The sight that I was met with was simply mesmerizing. I was spellbound at the scenery which seemed, as if to unravel in a slow, yet mind-chillingly delightful manner. On one side of the road, the yellow mustard fields stretched out to infinity, and on the other, the paddy fields seemed like a never-ending sea of lush green beauty. The mustard plants seemed to sparkle as the first rays of the sun struck them. They were all golden, resembling the very nature of gold itself. Between some of the mustard fields, I could see narrow stretches of paths snaking its way through to the villages that huddled together, in the distance. Once or twice, I could make out the outline of a lone goat wandering about, apparently enjoying the beauty of nature as well. Feeling elated and rejuvenated, I looked on to the other side.