reason corona
The
coronavirus has taken away the livelihood of ordinary people.
I left the office around 03:00 pm in the afternoon. A little late.
When I went
out, I wanted to know by phone, do you need anything?
Mrs. reply -
'I need some vegetables.'
- ‘Need
milk?’
- ‘No, just
vegetables.’
The market
for vegetables and other daily commodities has been in turmoil. Sometime not
found. Stale- rotten. The price is high. And there is no end to the excuses.
Rain, so prices have risen. The sun, so the price has risen. Coronavirus, so
.... ..... The Sunshine is a little higher today than it was the other day. I
went out on a motorcycle wearing a black, old helmet. I have already put mask
to prevent coronavirus. The World Health Organization says so.
The body is
sweating. Feeling uncomfortable. The dilapidated condition of the road.
Development work is underway. Filled with ditches. Dust and dirt are flying
wide! There is a super shop near my house. I went to the super shop to buy some
vegetables. It's over! Vegetables are not available at this time. It doesn't
come as much as before, so.
May be on
the street next to the super shop. The gate at the front of the road has been
closed since the detection of coronavirus in the country. I have to turn
around. I turned the other way. I locked the motorcycle standing next to the
closed gate. Next to a vegetable van. No seller. Sat a short distance away. He
came forward to see me. I bought some vegetables at high prices.
Suddenly I observed
that behind the vegetable van, there was a shoemaker on the other side of the
gate. Absolutely eye-to-eye. How are you? I asked him. That's it, good. Reply
with a smile. There is no opportunity to look the other way under the pressure
of work. Lots of opportunities now! Whichever way you want, you can stay as
long as you want! All that remains is the pain of not getting something to the
end of the day- I was thinking.
Thoughts interrupted, his question. Why are you?
-Good.
I inquired about
his family. Income-earning?
- No, sir,
there is not much income. I have collected five hundred taka for my wife and
children and parents at home. Ten-fifteen days ago. I was calling home. The
wife said, there is no food in the house. Older parents have no medicine. The
children cry for food. Send money if you can.
I think to myself- he can be given some money. I took out the money bag. I gave it to vegetable seller.
I couldn't give
him.
Why couldn't
I pay?
Misery of the mind! Lack of money! Or something else .... .... ....?
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