Finally, (নির্ঝর). The waterfall. After the heat of Chaity, we arrive here—cold, relentless, pure. A waterfall doesn’t ask permission. It falls because gravity commands it. Nirjhor is the crescendo: the rare breeze has summoned the storm, and the storm has birthed a cascade.
★★★★☆ (4.5/5)
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