In summer a change in nature and on earth occurs amidst some
destruction and sufferings of people. Some, specially, in north Bangladesh 
However, summer is the start of the comming of rain, the
appearance of vegetation and greenery, the beginning of filling up of ponds,
diverse beels, canals, rivers and the growth of fishes. Bigger size hilsa make
their frist appearance. Red polash, shimul, krishna chura, Radns chura and most
fragrant beli and rajani ghanda, are summer flowers. Vegetables of this season
are data, chichinga, jhinga, barbati, swasa, sajna, kakrol, and pui and pat
potherbs but no other seasons offer such varieties of abundant nutritious and
medicinally useful fruits as summer. Much of national fruits is obtained this
season. Mango, the king of fruits, jack fruit, the largest and our national
fruit, water-melon large in size quenching our thirst, bhangi, chinal delicious
lichis, and blackberries are summer fruits. Chapa banana, coconut, papay,
fruits of all seasons, are found in abundance in summer. Sagar and sabri
bananas which are specialities of summer are noted for their singular taste,
sweetness, and nutrition. pineapples, soft delicious kernel of palmyra fruit,
star fruit, jamrul. karamcha, make their first appearance.
Summer holds out for every Bangladeshi excitement, joy and
significance as its first day i.e., Pahela Baisakh is our new year day. The
whole country is enlivened with the spirit of Baisakh, its message of newness,
hope and promise. It brings to life our whole cultural, festive, social and
economic entity. Every Bangladeshi is made conscious every year of his culture,
uniqueness, unity and heritage in words and deeds. The whole country celebrates
the Day with pride and enthusiasm.
Bangladeshi take pride in and feel enthusiasm for the rainy
season of Asharh and Sraban. Because it presents a spectacle well-watered,
highly productive and of luxuriant growth of greenery and crops under a sky
often overcast with black clouds. The clouds begin rolling slowly across the
sky, then swiftly along with the violent wind, lighting sparkles the dark sky
and thunder roars from behind it. The dark firmament overhead appears
threatening, the earth is enveloped in darkness. Beginning in drizzles, the
rains pour down heavily hours together, continue at times all day or a week
with intervals of drizzles and light fall of rains. The thirsty and baked
earth, nay, the whole nature, it seems, ends the torture of the extremely hot
days of summer. Fields after fields and low go under water. Water, water is
very where. Aquatic life is rejuvenated. Fishes, moving hither and thither,
look sportive and joyous. Trees, plants and greens have attained a new life.
What a treasure of raptures and fine feelings for human beings, for the
Bangladeshis! Many poets such as Kalidas, Rabindranath, Kazi Nazrul Islam and
Jassimuddun have composed poems about the cloud or the season. We are
transported to a state of indifference to worldly desires and objects. People
have to go out with umbrella, children enjoy getting drenched or are sportive.
Kutcha roads become muddy and slippery, normal activities are hampered.
Countess hilsha fishes are caught. Catching of fish becomes a joyous and
festive occasion. Vegetables and fruits are available in abundance. Rains clean
roads & drains and wash away garbages. Different diseases break out and
there occur from time to time flash floods or severe floods which belittle
immense benefit of the season.
Winter is free from occurrences of floods, cyclones and storms
and other troubles of the summer and the summer and the rainy season. The
season is looked upon as the king of seasons. The proclaimer of it is
Rabindranath Tagore, though he has written a number of poems about the rainy
season and even if, the aient epic "Barsha Mongal" proclaims the
blessings of rains. Our winter days are sunny, temperate, not so cold, foggy,
or much rain fallings as in U.K. Japan 
The late autumn is characterized as season of plenty, of crops.
Field after have crops or ripening crops or ripening crops that are ready for harvesting
and jute is made ready for sale. Farmers are happy and have contented smile as
they reap the reward of their hard work. Kamini, jui and sheuli are blossoms of
the season. Flowers of various kinds gada, surjamuki, dalia, poppy, pansy
pituia, & so on, beautify the spring and make the air balmy and fragrant.
Trees, plants put on new leaves. Melodious song of the cuckoo and fascinating
words of Bau katha kao transport us to the situation of romantic tales. Beauty,
aesthetic beauty and romantic love have little or no place in the all pervasive
materialistic world of to day. Hence is the dethronement of spring, the king of
seasons.
Not only are we deeply impressed by their outward appearances. Our
spiritual being is touched upon profoundly by the seasons. They move deeply
Bangladeshi's with distinct moods, emotions and attitudes. Many more
sensations, feeling and such like are brought in. All, then enriched us with
acuteness and intensity. 
