Jamming the wheels

Ashfaque Ahmed, Paribag Road, Dhaka
O dear! Life has been glued to the bituminous surface of Dhaka? Not really they are dancing along the road a waltz, or at times samba or hip hop. I hope some one will rename this street dance as Dhaka Waltz. The month of Ramadan has witnessed the terrible gridlocks in the city. So gruelling and so frustrating. The working hours, the waiting hours drained at these standstills are never measured. So pathetic for the nation that all have become numb, dumb and deaf. In recent times one positive thing has transpired. Our national flag has been found in many of the wheel logging. They cannot be given special mileage either! And my camera within the mobile phone set went click, click. The flag posted cars are not spared either. At least those people inside the privileged cars are aware of this disturbing feat. Long hours inside the car can cause so much mental and physical handicaps. I am thinking dehydration, inhalation of toxic gases, dizziness plus the mental agony. At times you try to shout at your neighbour or scold the vendor trying to sell you the most idiotic items. Are we considering the high cost the nation will be requiring to handle all these ailments. We better do that otherwise we will miss all our pledges for a better off nation. We don't want to become "The Wheels Waltzs."