few days ago, while I was travelling by bus from Dhaka to Rajbari,
I had to board a ferry to cross a big river. On the ferry, I
saw a blind beggar singing religious songs. At first, I did
not pay much attention to him and was just enjoying the sights.
However, a few moments later, I heard him singing a song, which
totally captured my attention. Everyone around him was astonished
as well. Upon hearing this song. It had a very melodious rendition
of an indigenous time. Though I belong to different religion,
I was moved by the song. It went something like, "Allahu
Allahu Tumi Jalle jallaluhu, shesh kora to jai na geye tomar
guno gaan". After he finished the song, I asked his name
to which he said Abul Razzak . I started a conversation with
him and in the end, I gave him some money. Until that day, I
couldn't imagine that a blind man could sing that well. The
ferry soon reached the destination and I got off. I think that
there are a lot of talents in every corner of Bangladesh. If
we could take the time to get to know these people, Bangladesh
would surely be a Sonar Bangla.
Basak Novendra Nath Basak Lane, Nobabpur
this happened, my friend was an examinee for the 2nd year final
exam at DU. He was unwell and he scored twenty one answering
only two questions out of five. Later, he gave an improvement
test and was satisfied with his exam. But when he got the mark
sheet, he was astounded to find out that he got only 24. He
had answered all the questions, but the result was ridiculous!
He met up with the examiner but in vain. He wants to challenge
the marking and met with the controller who advised him not
to challenge the mark as nothing would come out of it. The examiner
was an influential senior teacher of the department and was
actively involved in politics, no one would dare remarking the
paper. Rather, he (my friend) would be coloured to the teacher,
which may impede his educational career. So my friend was compelled
to accept the result. As he was an arts student, it was not
possible for him to cover the huge mark difference in his honors
final. The fatal consequence of all this was him ending up with
a third class, just for 12 marks. No one really believed that
he could be the victim of such cruel circumstances. This same
student took the 11th position in his masters examination, but
his honours result will always seem like a scar on his academic
life. While correcting the papers, the teachers should really
be careful as a single mistake can inflict damage to the career
of a student. I will never forget this incident that nearly
tarnished my friend's life.
concerned student of D.U.
couple of days ago, I went to Zia Airport to see off my brother-in-law.
I was feeling a little down because I was going to miss him.
As soon as we left the taxi in the airport, a man came towards
us with a trolley, wanting to lend a hand with our luggage.
We avoided him and were going to get our own trolley, but the
man came in front of us and eagerly requested us to take his
trolley. Reluctantly, my brother-in-law put his luggage on the
trolley. We took our time to get inside, as other family members
were present in the scene, giving blessings. Suddenly, I looked
at the man and saw him heading towards the entrance of the airport
with our luggage. We started to follow him. At the entrance,
he demanded Tk.100 from us for his assistance as tip. I asked
him whether he worked for the airport. He replied, "No
sir, but we are always busy to help you out in any inconvenient
situation". I offered him Tk.20 but he kept pressing for
Tk.100. In the end, he left with the Tk.20 note. I later saw
that he was helping out other passengers and was demanding more
money. Though there were a lot of police, security force and
airport staff around, nobody did anything to stop these swindlers.
Is there no solution?
Fattah Department of Sociology