Tit
for Tat
A
few days ago, a very interesting kind of 'justice' took place
near my house. There lives a tenant beside our house and everyday,
they would dump garbage from their window onto the street. Passers
by always shout at them but they don't seem to pay any attention.
The tenants in that apartment can also be heard quarreling from
time to time and it is really annoying for the neighbours .
There were times that the tenants were told to act in a civil
manner, if not for the bickering but at least not to pollute
the road from their window. The owner used to be very rude and
always told the people to mind their own business. Fortunately,
last Friday as the man was going to say his prayers, something
funny happened. All the garbage that is usually dropped from
his apartment was dropped on top of him. The people around him,
instead of coming to his aid, pointed and started to laugh at
him. He got exactly what he deserved. Like they say, "What
goes around, comes around."
Salman
Ghani, Satrowza, Dhaka
The
Bitter Taste of Freedom
We
fought really hard for our freedom and got it in 1971, but how
free are we actually? The other day, while coming from my office,
I was standing at Mirpur-10 circle waiting for a bus when something
caught my attention. I saw a police van with two constables
and an inspector. There was a young man selling grapes close
by and the inspector asked him to give half a kilo of grapes.
The trio swallowed the fruits within minutes. They asked for
some more and finished those too like gluttons. As they were
leaving, the fruit-seller asked for the money. The inspector
looked at him and said, "Kisher taka re beta?"
(What money, man?) They told him to hold his ears and do ten
sit-ups. As the fruit-seller obeyed the tyrant inspector, I
could clearly see tears fall from the poor man’s eyes. So, how
free are we really?
Md.
Ashraful Karim, Mirpur-1, Dhaka
What's
in a Title?
I
was passing by Asad Gate and caught sight of a banner, an advertisement
for an English Medium School. To my surprise, I also saw the
name of the principal, along with the principal's qualifications
on the board. The person was an ambassador to some country.
It felt quite strange to see someone's name and his qualifications,
when the point of the banner should have been admission to the
school. I doubt whether his title as an ambassador has anything
to do with the academic quality of the school. Also in the case
of private universities, we see that the VCs of the universities
are former bank exchequers or industrialists. If this is the
case, I think that our education system is doomed.
Naome
Syed, Mohammadpur
