At The Land of Tea & A Horrible Experience|| Episode-2

Then after ending up a delicious breakfast session, our car was again on her way heading to the land of tea. The more our car was moving forward, the more natural beauty of rural Bangladesh came to us more visible with a wide range of greenery. 

Yellow-green paddy field or village house surrounded many trees fall us in nostalgia of our childhood Nanu Bari or Dada Bari. Brahmanbaria- Moulvibazar high way was not so busy as like other highways of nearby Dhaka. Quantity of moving vehicles was not too high to be stuck to create traffic jam. 

Most the moving vehicle were processed rice carried tractors. Actually, there were lot of small and big rice mills seen both sides of the high way. We know rice is the staple food of our country and huge paddy converts to rice here in many rice mills.

About 1.5 hours later, we entered at the land of the tea Sreemangal that is designed with a nice natural combination of small hills and wide tea gardens. As far as our eye can reach, we can see only millions of tea trees of same size and color! What a beauty it was! I couldn’t look back my eyes!

Grand Sultan Resort authority welcomed us warmly with a tasty welcome drink and opened us way to experience extreme beauty of nature inside premises.

Sreemangal is a small local town where density of living people and vehicle is not so high. At the afternoon we haired a local CNG and started roaming there inside tea garden. Tushnim, my wife, told me, “Let us have a trip to Monipuripara.” Actually, she has deep fascination of Monipuri Saree & Shawl. Hearing our conversation, CNG driver told us that he would reach us actual Monipuripara that is in Radha Nagar. We told him, “Ok, let’s go.”

At the entering gate of Monipuripara, there was a small tea cabin that is called Adi Nil Kantha Tea cabin what is country famous for seven-layer tea. Aafiq, my kid, wanted to see that tea. Its wondering for us when we got served layers of tea in a cup where our eyes were happy to see them but not the longue!!! 

Monipuripara is a local small market area having mostly about 25 shops run by tribal Monipuri people who are usually seller of traditional Saree, Shawl, Fatua etc. designed & made by themselves. My wife was enjoying a lot and stepping every shop to find her favorite Monipuri Shawl & Saree. We purchased some shawls and were looking forward for better. As it was early winter season and hilly tea garden area, dark sight of winter night came faster with unexpected silence but we didn’t notice it earlier. When we started our journey to back our resort, suddenly CNG diver changed the usual route of road. Deep darkness was every where with flowing cold air. No people were seen on road. No shop, no tea stall was open. No electricity was shined. Even no chirping sound came to our ear. We just see the light from CNG headlight. Me and my wife became silent with an unknown tension as we don’t know where we are and where to go! CNG was moving though a narrow spinney road where only stars of sky were our companion. Oh My God! Abruptly the light of CNG went off!! Instantly we fall in the deepest darkness! That CNG has no protection cage what usually we see at Dhaka. So, I hold my kid and my wife strongly and remember the name of Almighty to save us from easy unexpected robbery!! In such a dark place, might be inside a wide tea garden, where no sound of human was heard and nothing visible due to deep density of darkness, no one will hear or help us if we would face any unlawful attack by unknown! Fear prickled me when I remember that scene. Thanks to Almighty as after sometimes light of CNG became On and we reached safely to our hotel and then took a decision as at unknown place we have to compete our roaming before sun set. 

[to be continued]