The children of the heaven.

Arial Beel, one of Bangladesh’s vast wetlands, comes alive with stories of people and nature intertwined. One evening at twilight, I witnessed a group of children playing freely in its waters. Their laughter echoed across the horizon, merging with the stillness of the wetland. The landscape—water, sky, and the innocence of childhood—created a spectacle both simple and profound. In moments like these, it feels as though light descends upon the most unexpected places, revealing beauty in its purest form.