The familiar evening market: A familiar bustle.

As evening falls, our surroundings become familiar.
The markets seem to come back to life in a different way. The hustle and bustle around, the bargaining between buyers and sellers, and the fresh vegetables arranged under neon lights are like a living canvas of our familiar Bengali life.

Just looking at the picture, the eyes are filled with joy. The bright green papayas, paper lemons, and mountains of kankarol arranged in rows. Next to them are baskets full of garlic, carrots, and green chilies. The vendors are busy weighing the fresh vegetables on digital scales and handing them over to the buyers. The joy of buying such fresh vegetables on the way home after a busy day at work is different.

Although the crowd in air-conditioned supermarkets has increased these days, the real vibe of this open market is hidden in the noise and dust. It's not just about buying and selling, but also about the struggle for survival and daily life of ordinary people. The scent of fresh vegetables and the high pitched calls of the vendors remind us of a strange feeling of being close to the ground.

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