One Eid vacation two years back, I was returning
to my rural home with more than twenty students
from my native village. We travelled by launch
from Sadarghat, which is one of the biggest and
perhaps the most crowded launch terminal used
by a huge number of people everyday. There are
times when many people loose their expensive belongings
to petty thieves, which could be anyone starting
from the labourers in the terminal to the passengers.
My fellow mates were playing card-games in different
groups. I thought of doing something to keep myself
busy and suddenly, I came up with a plan to catch
a thief! A pair of costly shoes was deliberately
kept in front of us to lure any potential thief
around us. An hour went by before we noticed three
people eyeing the pair of sneakers. After we were
somewhat confirmed of their motive, I got up and
got hold of the shirt collar of one of the thieves.
My companions too were quick, but because they
had started to blindly throw about punches, I
could not get very close to him. In the chaos,
the thief managed to run off, leaving behind his
shirt. His accomplices were also no where to be
seen. In the end, everyone was looking at our
group, trying to figure what had made us come
up with our little trap.
Bangabandhu Hall, DU
In our so-called 'liberal
I was on my way to IBA to attend
my afternoon classes. While passing the Sheraton
crossing, I was stuck there at the usual jam.
I was lazily viewing my surroundings when my concentration
was directed to a traffic policewoman, rather
nervously doing her duty, standing on an island.
It was raining a bit and the lady was standing
with an umbrella. A youth on a bike was coming
from the opposite direction. I initially thought
that he was also looking at the lady with admiration.
But immediately I understood that he was laughing
at the lady along with his co-passenger behind
him. They had made the lady an object of mockery.
It didn't end there. Another bike appeared behind
them, whose rider was possibly in his late 30s.
He also started to laugh at the lady more blatantly.
His age did not reflect his immaturity. I felt
like slapping the man. I wondered why the woman
totally ignored the remarks of these sleazy people.
Maybe she understood her position as a constable
and more importantly, as a lady in a backward
society. My anger and shock ended abruptly as
my CNG started to move. I pondered why courageous
and hard-working women should not be looked at
with admiration? When will we start to take them
as our equals? With a heavy heart and with all
these questions in mind, I went to my class for
my education, one that will enable me hold a prestigious
position in this society, a society where free
movement of women is still a far cry.
Md. Ashequl Islam
A Big Help!
My friend and I went to Siddheshwari
the other day to visit a friend. We had the address
but didn't know the precise location, so we left
the rickshaw and started to look for the house
on foot. We decided to ask about the address.
We were really lucky because the first man we
asked told us to go on straight for 30 yards.
We did, but failed to find our destination. We
asked another person and he gave us another direction.
We walked the whole lane but our efforts were
in vain. The next man we asked was quite inquisitive
and started to ask us questions, 'Where will you
go? Why will you go there?' and so on. He had
no idea of what we were talking about. We asked
several others who misguided us the same way.
After a long while, we asked an elderly man who
at last gave us the correct direction. God bless
him! We reached our destination after an hour
of search. To our utter astonishment, we saw that
it was just beside the place where we had let
our rickshaw go. We had only to turn right to
find the house but the local people misguided
us without even knowing the locale. They could
simply have said that they didn't know the place,
instead of giving us wrong advice. Thanks to them,
my friend and I had to stroll from one side of
the road to the other. It was not a pleasant experience
for us because there were a lot of people staring