In the early morning hours of Ramadan, the beauty of Khalbil is replaced by the beauty of the village. White-golapi cursela is involved with rural people's life and livelihood. For many, the curse is part of the golden memory of the childhood. The curse is on the streets of different parts of Fordhapur. Someone is burning down in the water, some are collecting flowers in the boat. This curse is for someone else's livelihood. The photos are from different areas of Fordpur in the past few days.
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In the early morning hours of Ramadan, the beauty of Khalbil is replaced by the beauty of the village. White-golapi cursela is involved with rural people's life and livelihood. For many, the curse is part of the golden memory of the childhood. The curse is on the streets of different parts of Fordhapur. Someone is burning down in the water, some are collecting flowers in the boat. This curse is for someone else's livelihood. The photos are from different areas of Fordpur in the past few days.
