The
Swindler and the Swindled
Early
in the morning the other day, I was at our front
gate when a 'suited-booted' gentleman walked over
to me. Without any hesitation he told me about
his plight to the effect that his brief case had
been mugged at Gabtoli with all his belongings.
The mugger had also taken away his billfold. He
was visiting Dhaka in response to a court summon
and now, needed some money to return home. If
I could help him with the bus fare he would go
back and make sure that I would get back my money.
I gave him the money but he never returned. I
was duped. A neighbour of mine shared a similar
experience where a man approached him at a dark
corner of the street. He said that he and his
family needed some money to return home to Norshingdi.
They hadn't eaten anything during the day either.
There was a black burkha-clad woman with a baby
on her shoulder, behind him. The gentleman was
not convinced for he had occasionally seen this
same couple in the neighbourhood. According to
him the man and woman were not husband and wife
and that the child was a borrowed one and kept
in sedation during the appropriate period of time.
The couple failed to dupe my neighbour. Unfortunately
the more we try to trust people, the more they
take advantage of us.
Syed
Waliullah, Dhaka
The
Poor Motor Biker
Recently
my mom and I went to Agora to buy some household
items. After we finished our shopping, we were
standing in the parking area waiting for our car.
Suddenly, we heard a loud motorbike. When it came
near us, I saw that the guy who was on the bike
was looking at my mom as if he never saw a woman
before. My mom is very young looking and looking
at her, no one could tell that she had a twenty
four-year-old daughter! The guy who was looking
at my mom at a flirting way could not have been
more than 22. He was even staring flirtations
after he had passed us by and this was indeed
very irritating. Unfortunate for the guy, he didn't
see another parked motorcycle in front of him
and crashed into it. When my mom and I were getting
inside our car, we saw the boy standing beside
his bike; his whole face had lost its colour as
his bike had sustained a lot of damage. . My request
to all bike riders: be a little more careful while
riding a bike or else it may cost yours or your
dear one's life.
F.
Islam
No
Rescuer!
This
incident happened in broad day light to a friend
of mine a few days back. She wanted to go to Nilkhet
to purchase a book after buying some things from
New Market. While walking in front of Chandnichawlk
a small group of miscreants, about four in number,
encircled her and was trying to take her mobile
from her bag. When those miscreants understood
that their motive had been disclosed, they put
the mobile back into the bag but refused to give
back the Tk.1000, which they had taken from the
bag. Though she knew that they had taken her money
she didn't dare to shout, as she was alone and
afraid of them. But in her utter astonishment,
she noticed that all the vendors and customers
were watching the incident but no one came to
the aid of a helpless girl. Their attitude shocked
her more. She took a rickshaw to a friend's place
near the campus. She had to even borrow some money
for the fare. On her way back the rickshaw puller
told her that all of them had observed the whole
unpleasant occurrence. Actually, we will never
be saved from such miscreants until we get united
and help those in their times of need.
Farhana
Tahsin.Kamlapur
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