Trip to Puthia
I looked around, awed, surprised, mesmerized at the temples looming on other side, their reflections on the filthy, grubby water, small polythene bags floating near the edge--not quite an introduction to the estate once governed by kings wearing wide, large turbans--the impression I had gained from 'Gupi Gain Bagha Bain' movie. It reminds me of the king's moustache, its sheer black depths and it is truly depressing to take note of the fact, that there no longer are the kings, queens and countless servants to obey their orders, except the remnants of the magnificence they have left behind which still continues to hypnotize us by their beauty, and the strength they show standing straight and imposing, regardless of the fact that countless years have gone by and they are in dire need of repairs.
Let me get you acquainted with the towering palace of Rani Bhuban Mohini Devi, guarded by a tall lion gate, with the great Pancharatna Radha Govinda Temple inside, terracotta plaques engraved on the walls, obviously, those involved in adorning this temple, must have been real genius, without technological support carefully crafting each detail of Ramayana epic.
I was back to Rajshahi in a 45 -minute journey that had surely been rewarding.
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