Adieu Bangladesh!
The other day in late afternoon, a friend of mine asked me whether I was free or not. As my answer was affirmative he requested me to join him in going to Elephant Road to collect spectacles for his son studying abroad in Japan. After arriving at the designated optician, we found that the spectacles were not ready yet to be delivered. So we had to wait for a while for the delivery.
In the meantime the optician at the store began gossiping. At one stage, as it is almost a common practice in the country, the topic of politics came up. The optician asked me when would we have a Mahathir Muhammad. I did not tell him anything at that time as we would never have a Mahathir Muhammad simply because we do not deserve one.
Over the last one year or so, I have desperately tried to cope with the prevailing situation in the country without success. Everything provokes you to quit. I am going back to Houston, Texas with great dissatisfaction. In all my years I have witnessed both good and the bad. Unfortunately, I fail to see light at the end of the tunnel. Had America been our next-door neighbour instead of India, I am tempted to say that the whole country would have turned into a ghost town.
I beg forgiveness of the learned readers, if I have happened to hurt their feelings by my writings.
By the time my mail appears in the daily, I shall hopefully be in Houston, Texas.
Adieu Bangladesh, amar priyo janmobhumi.
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