Constant exasperation
Nowadays, my mom seems to suffer from constant headache and grumpiness. Why? Well, it's not actually easy being in her shoes and run around with me to the coaching centres each and every day. Also that includes having to stand in the middle of the road for like hours and shouting, "Aye CNG! Dhanmondi sathas number road jabe?". It's unbelievable how I have to get out of my house each day almost one and a half hour early to reach the coaching centre due to the traffic jams that increases the time of the route by twenty to thirty minutes and bless the "CNG-wallas" who refuse to go wherever you ask them to.
Okay, so I can bear the traffic jams like all other citizens already have (although ignoring the fact that these traffic jams too are easily manageable with a little effort from the management authorities), but what's up with the "CNG-wallas"? First of all, they don't even stand if we call them. And luckily if they do, before we can completely announce our destination, they indifferently drive away without saying anything (this is supposed to be their way of saying "no"). Again, if they happen to stand even after we speak, they'll ask for two or even three times more than what comes in meter.
Citizens! Being part of the modern Bangladesh, how can we accept such nuisance? Can't we see that we ourselves are the victims of this constant exasperation?
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