Dhaka: My Dhaka (Part 12)

 

I was born and brought up in Dhaka. I am a person who has been most of the time confined to this densely popular city. I know that the rest of the country is very beautiful. I visited Chittagong thrice and I was amazed with its beauty. 

Sylhet is beautiful, Khulana too, Commilla is a small but peaceful town, Barishal of Jibananda or Michael’s Jessore, Tagore’s Shahjadpur, Atish Dipankr’s Bikrompur or even Narayanganj are beautiful, beautiful and comfortable.

I lived in a rented apartment in Jigatal for 12 years but never talked to the next door neighbor. This is a common story for many of usi living in Dhaka. Yes, life is often like a machine for us. I know that Dhaka is the most densely populated place on earth. It is small, full of jam and environment pollution with any kind of bonding among human beings.

Still, I love Dhaka. This bonding has happened perhaps because I have spent my life here. It is a part of my root and I love it. I have suffered a lot in my life with full of ups and downs. The history of Dhaka is just like that for the last 400 years. Thus, I feel a close bond with this city.

I am a proud citizen of this city. I dream that someday I will be able to do something outstanding and my name will be a part of the history of Dhaka.