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Dhaka Diary

Arranged Marriages
Working 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.

Mohammed Sohel Hara


Sound of Silence
A 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 this!"

Thuihla Mong Rajshahi University


Ladies and Gentlemen
As 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.

Saad Uddin Md. Wasek Apu Executive, Jubok Phone

 

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