Winter is the time for a picnic, especially in West Bengal. The winter season, which is not too harsh, calls for an outing with friends and family. Years ago, what picnic meant was carrying food in a basket and going up to a good scenic place and having a good time. Entertainment meant playing games, singing chatting merely and the like. But nowadays a picnic is totally different. Fo The serenity of places is always destroyed by loud yellings of songs ( if they can be called one). Sometimes this nuisance is up to the extent of spreading loud noise within the wildlife sanctuary. And next comes the plastic pollution. Every step you take, you can land up on bottles, wrappers, leftover food and foils. We always tend to complain about foreign destinations being clean and beautiful, but it's we the people who destroy our scenic property. If we keep on doing, nature will take its revenge.
P.s. You can see the plastics in this crystal clear water.
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