Writing Prompt: Beach,mountain,forest,or somewhere else entirely.

My choice is a cave. Beach,Mountain,or a forest have been there and i hear about them . To me a cave is more exciting. I read people have hollowed out caves for a long time.

We need shelter from the elements, such as wind, rain and what have you. In some parts of the world it was easier for man to carve out warm dry spaces than to use other building methods.Houses are difficult to build ,we need the right kind of material to build them.

The digging of caves  most of the time is easier.  Image by Wikipediaajanta-caves-maharashtra-1963030-o.jpg (1600×1200)

The most famous caves are probably in the loess plains of China. During the ice ages the Gobi desert was cold and windy.The glaciers eroded a huge amount of rock.It produced fine rock dust.During thousands of years a huge amount of this dust were sedimented.

People used this fine sand to build caves. It was considered less work than building a house.

Cave houses built in the hot arid areas is useful, the temperature underground is quite pleasant.

I’d like to try living  in cave house. It might be exciting.

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DP Daily Prompt: Always something there to remind Me

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I feel today’s post a day prompt is the best one so far. It gives me an opportunity to speak my mind. I listened to this song several times on YouTube this morning and yesterday.

The song gives me a nostalgic memory of my original home. What I miss. How it was when I was growing up. It is a song written by my most favorite writer Tagore and sung by favorite singer ,Hemant Kumar. And pleasantly in my language Bengali.

I have translated the best way I can. I hope the meaning will convey my thoughts.

I ask my mind

Do you know who you left behind?

I ask my mind

Do you know who you left behind?

For that reason

You couldn’t

Rest all your life

I ask my mind

Do you know who you left behind?

You have forgotten

The path you chose to leave

How will you go back?

I ask my mind

I keep my ears

Close to the river

To hear the chime of the water

My heart shivers

When I hear the rustling leaves

I feel I will find the place

If I understand the

Language of flowers

For the last time

I ask my mind

Do you know

Who you left behind

Yes the path that has followed

The evening star

My mind tells me!!

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