Tours & Travels
A day amidst rose orchard
I was finally relieved of the monotonous hectic daily class schedule on August 28, 2017, as the whole city was resting due to Eid holidays. No chaos, no horns, mild breezes and empty streets!
Sadly, I was caged in my own room because I had no plan for Eid. I was bored. Suddenly, my phone rang and my friend asked, "Hello Sanjoy? Are you in Dhaka?"
"Yes.... bored like hell, dying in a dead city," I replied.
"Get dressed in 15 minutes," commanded my friend from the other side of the phone.
I felt the urge to ask her what her plan is but couldn't ask as she hung up the phone. I followed her instructions.
She came to my place with less than 20 minutes, and began to ring my doorbell mercilessly. Without any delay, she literally kidnapped me and boarded into a bus, and we started our journey for Mirpur 10.
As the roads were empty, in only about 25 minutes we reached at Mirpur 10. From the bus stop, she bargained for a while and managed a rickshaw to take us to some place called Turaag Ghaat. Every single road and turn was unknown to me as I have never even heard of such a place in my three year stay in Dhaka.
As we reached the next destination, I saw a series of water trawlers with boatmen which were destined to go to Shahdullahpur.
Out of curiosity, I asked my friend about our destination. "The ravishing kingdom of red roses," she replied with a naughty grin and lit eyes. Eventually, I recalled about a travelogue which I read some days before. It was somewhere near Birulia, Savar.
I had no idea I was on a journey to the mighty kingdom of majestic redness! The ride was not very expensive. It cost us only 20 taka (per person) to travel from Turaag Ghaat to Shahdullahpur Ghaat. The journey was worth remembering as one side of the river reflecting urban life and on the other green field and rural beauty.
Within 40 minutes we landed on the ghaat of Shahdullahpur. As soon as I set foot in the beautiful red rose orchard a wave of 'crimson joy' alarmed all nerves of my body. Roses and roses all around, and the fragrance of roses took us to a dream-like ambience.
Falling head over heels in love with the charismatic beauty of this place, we walk through the orchard. This place is popular for its huge cultivation of rose plantation. It also plants flowers like gladiola, ginia, gipsy, cosmos and many other seasonal flowers. 70 per cent of the local florists collect flowers from this place.
After a long walk, my friend took me to a small water tributary of the main river. That place was phenomenally prized with natural amazement, a calm and serene water spot, with no chaos and stretching meadows all bounding its bank.
After such an enjoyable walk, pleasing the eye with natural beauty, the tummy cried out for food. We saw a small hut where everybody was having lunch. Without much delay, we entered into the hut. We ate delicious local curry with vegetables.
After taking food, we didn't miss the chance to taste the traditional yogurt of the village. Afterwards, we set foot to the last boat and returned to Mirpur. The day ended with mesmerizing memories.