in the restaurant, I find many foreigners coming in frequently
to have their meals. Most of them wonder about the traditional
system of arranged marriages. They simply cannot comprehend
the idea of two strangers eventually bonding together as man
and wife without knowing each other at all! A few days ago,
it so happened that a wedding party took place in the restaurant,
when two foreign women came into the restaurant to dine. Later
when they came to know that a marriage ceremony was taking
place, they enthusiastically went to see the bride and groom.
The hosts were very excited to see two foreigners amongst
them and described all the rituals in detail. They took many
pictures and inquired about the ornaments, wedding clothes
and many more. They were especially impressed by the bride's
marriage attire, which was indeed very ornate. The host later
insisted that they join the party at the wedding dinner. After
having some scrumptious local food (Kachchi Biryani), the
two beaming ladies finally looked very happy upon having a
complete experience of a traditional Bangladeshi wedding.
I am sure it was a memorable experience for the foreign women,
which they will remember for a very long time.
friend of mine visited Dhaka and thoroughly enjoyed his stay.
One evening, when he was telling me enthusiastically about
the trips he had taken all around, he switched on his tape
recorder claiming that he would play one of the loveliest
sounds he had ever heard and he had ever recorded. I waited
with curiosity but could not hear a sound. "I can't hear
anything," I exclaimed impatiently. "That's just
it," he said. "You can't imagine how difficult it
is to find a place in Dhaka where you can record silence like
Mong Rajshahi University
Dhaka City is expanding with multifaceted opportunities and
structures, similarly the behavioural mode of Dhakaites is
advancing towards a new definition. Its hassle has already
affected the posh category of men folk in the city. A few
days ago, I was on a Gulshan bound bus during the office hour.
Soon, two well-groomed men and their silly quarrel diverted
my attention. They wanted to sit on the side of the window,
since they had to sit next to each other. Like others, I also
did not take this seriously considering their genteel looks.
Soon, it became louder enough to draw our attention. They
were about to actually fight for a single window--- for nothing
but to relish the dusty wind of the city. To my utter surprise,
it was entirely against the manner of their appearance. Finally,
we managed to cool them down by reminding their "gentleman
ship". I had to marvel on the growing rudeness of the
Dhakaites particularly under the foppish attire.
Uddin Md. Wasek Apu Executive, Jubok Phone
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