Autumn’s delight: A sea of kashful

For as far as you can see, the horizon is a vast expanse of white pillowy clouds, floating leisurely on an azure sky and down below a sea of feathery kashphul, swaying joyfully in open fields.

This is Sharat, the Bangla season that somehow corresponds to Autumn elsewhere.

The merry courting of the clouds and the kashphul (or Kans grass as it is called in English) has many tales to tell but for one, their perfect match ushers goddess Durga. The goddess has chosen this romantic season to come down to earth from her heavenly abode, filling our hearts with hope, romance, and magic.  

Photo: Sazzad Ibne Sayed

The concrete jungle of Dhaka still boasts few open fields and areas and their arid soil allows the kashful to grow in abundance, turning the places into a sea of dirty white or wheatish white foamy waves of kashphul thickets.

Kash has many usages but its foremost role is to soothe the parched late summer days. Passing by a kashbon you feel invigorated by its almost transcendent beauty. 

The places where you can go and enjoy kash blooms is definitely Uttara Third phase, after you cross the metro-rail construction area the vast open space is full of these perennial grasses, growing up to three metres in height.

Bashundhara open fields and the road leading towards 100 ft is another place to visit to see kashphul. If you head towards any destinations on the outskirts of Dhaka Metro you are bound to see Kans grass fields.

This weekend picture yourself in a car, with your hair blowing in the wind, and the sky scrambled with tangerine and dazzling white clouds, the horizon like a marmalade spread; and you swaying through white kashphul fields. The dhak beats of Durga Puja and beauty of Sharat give these times an uplifting feeling. Its kashphul season go out and enjoy the blooms.

Photo: Sazzad Ibne Sayed