Roaming in Dhaka city

Few days ago my cousin came from Europe with his parents and we decided to roam the Dhaka city. My cousin was having some health problem he was not happy about staying in Bangladesh. One day we took a CNG taxi at Farm Gate where some buses and cars made a complete mess. The bus moved haphazardly and my cousin was totally afraid. He thought that the drivers were drunk and the sound, the pollution and the huge mass of people walking here and there aggravated the whole situation and finally after waiting in the traffic Jam we reached the parliament building. Then for the first time I heard something positive about Bangladesh from him when he said that the parliament building is really beautiful. But he complained about the rubbish thrown here and there by the people. As we were returning home we did not get a taxi and my cousin got very angry. Luckily we got one at double the usual fare but he was quite afraid because of the way it was running. When I arrived home he said he had experienced many thrilling, exciting and scary adventures in many places of the world but the one in Dhaka was one of the most terrible ones. I tried to defend my pride by saying that we Bengalis are braver than others so we don't fear these small things.