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<div class = text-justify><strong>I hope you are all well by the grace of God. I'm fine too. This evening before evening I went to a brick kiln in our area. Now I am going to share that story with you.</strong></div>
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<center><sup> I stood in front of the brick kiln opposite the sun. </sup></center>
<div class = text-justify><strong>Location of the kiln and some information:</strong> The brick kiln is located along the Parbatipur-Rangpur road. This ebb tide is called Taj Bricks. This tide was established in 2006. The owner of the vat is our Parbatipur Upazila Chairman Mr. Md. Hafizul Islam Pramanik. His wife's name is Mrs. Tazrina. The ebb tide is named after him Taj Bricks.</div>
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<center><sup> I stood in front of the brick kiln. </sup></center>
<div class = text-justify>The ebb is 1 km away from our house. In the afternoon my friend Al-Amin and I went for a walk. The sun went down a lot when we got there.</div>
<div class = text-justify>I went downstairs and saw that there was not much work going on. They were doing small things and everyone was busy preparing their plots for tomorrow.</div>
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<center><sup> Many raw bricks are allowed to dry in the sun.</sup></center>
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<div class = text-justify> My friend Al-Amin can't take such good pictures. So I first took a picture of Al-Amin and showed him how to take my picture. Then Al-Amin took my picture. After taking good pictures, we started looking around the brick kiln. Going a little farther, I met one of my childhood friends and his name was Moktar Hossain. She got married last year. And that's why I think he came to work in the brick kiln.</div>
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<center><sup> A group of women are lifting coal and pouring it into the machine. </sup></center>
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<div class = text-justify> After talking to Moktar for a while, I walked towards the front. Going a little farther, I saw a group of women picking up coal from the ground and putting it into a machine in a house. The financial condition of all these women is very bad. Poverty has drawn them to work in brick kilns. Many leave their babies at home and come to work while others bring their babies with them.</div>
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<center><sup> In the picture on the left, I am standing in front of a brick, that is, a burnt brick, and in the picture on the right, a coal-pouring worker is pouring coal. </sup></center>
<div class = text-justify> There were many raw bricks in the brick kiln. Raw brick means brick made of mud. First these bricks are made and dried in the sun. Then they are burned and hardened. When burning bricks, coal is used to increase the temperature of the fire. Surrounded like a house, raw bricks are left inside and they are burnt with fire. And a group of workers poured coal from the top of the room through a pipe-like drain. At that time there is a lot of temperature on the house. If you go barefoot, your feet will burn and if you fall off your shoes, your shoes will melt. So the workers use a kind of "kharam" wooden shoe.</div>
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<center><sup> Surya mama when dubu dubu. </sup></center>
<div class = text-justify> I took pictures of the workers pouring coal and went downstairs. Then I saw the bricks that are used to make the big building of the house. Not all bricks get fired equally when burning bricks. There are also different types of bricks based on fire. The bricks No. 1, 2 and 3 are laid in rows. I stood in front of the brick and took pictures again. Then I walked back to the previous place. When I came back, I took a picture of Surya Mama from the brick. And then my journey ends with the return from there.</div>
<center> **So friends this was the story of my brick kiln trip. I hope you like it. I will appear again with a new travel story. Until then, everyone will be fine and healthy.**</center>
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