In November morning, a group of people are enjoying tea while sitting on decorative plastic chairs in a large area at the intersection of Dhaka's highway. In a happy mood is talking happily and is counting on him to start lobbying and dashing to see who is taking the nomination in his area in the next election. They are all wealthy, expensive businessmen and politicians of this time. Standing a little beside them is another group of men in shiny uniforms guarding them carefully with official weapons.
Another group of people have been pelting stones at vehicles on the roads of the country since last night. Setting fire to the bus. To stop them, another group or a few people wearing different colored uniforms are actively riding in expensive cars, blaring sirens, throwing shiny tear gas cells, throwing bullets, sound grenades and making the surroundings dark and silent. As a result, everything good and bad has come to a standstill and there is silence all around. Traffic is stopped on the road. People go out of the house and sit with the door closed for fear of life. Only a few employees who want to save their lives are walking to the office early in the morning, some are riding in rickshaw-vans to save their jobs.
With the touch of the digital era, you no longer have to go to the market for urgent needs; you don't have to go to the bank to withdraw money. Many of them are spending idle time sitting at home with online services. Parents prevent children from going to educational institutions fearing for their safety. Teachers are teaching them urgent lessons online. It seems to the busy housewives that this hartal blockade has taken them to the time of Corona.
But the problem has grown elsewhere. Around eight o'clock in the morning, I walked across the campus to the main road. Crossed the road and ventured into a makeshift bazaar. My partner is a neighbor colleague. I often go out with him. He buys fresh vegetables and fish when he gets them. That is still his goal today. But even after nine o'clock that day, there were no customers in the shop. Some shopkeepers in the know said that there were no buyers yesterday either. So no raw material order has been placed today.
There are many hawker shops along the main road. They are sitting in a sad mood by arranging different kinds of clothes, sandal-shoes, fruits, and utensils. According to them, people are not going out on the streets because of fear. So the sale is completely closed. Stopping our sales is a kick in the stomach. As soon as the shop opened, the police came and chased, searched the goods, beat them, closed the shop and asked them to leave. Common people do not come here because of frequent police cars patrolling here. No one wants to stand here. Another hawker said angrily that there are no people on the streets and sidewalks, and their foreheads are burning due to the lack of customers. They have no other source of income. Their means of income is to shop on the pavement. If the sale is stopped like this, they will die of starvation along with their families.
Slogans saying 'Bangladesh will not lose' have been hung around. Sambar advertisements are being published in daily newspapers. In the online video, the scene of the passionate dance saying 'Bangladesh will not lose' is always appearing. So who are those ads for? How about an ad for those who lose enough money in their pockets to buy daily necessities?
Low income people have lost. However, those who never lose in anything are not losing even in a strike. They will never lose. Security personnel from all sectors of the country will provide them with all kinds of security. During the siege with them, they will continue to eat tea-biscuits or coffee-soup in expensive restaurants while sitting at the crossroads! And the majority of the people of the country will lose. They will continue to disturb the situation by pelting bricks and stones with the security forces on the street in front of the garment factories demanding a small increase in wages. Is this their destiny?
On the other hand, the ministers will sit in the seminar and speak in a relaxed manner. The country has improved a lot. A minister gave an emotional speech that day and exposed the real Gomer. He said that the purchasing power of four crore people of Bangladesh is equal to that of Europe. These 4 crore people can buy good things at affordable prices.
Recently, during the inauguration of the 18th National Furniture Fair, the Commerce Minister made such a claim. The per capita income of the people of our country is 2800 dollars. But according to one calculation, the total population of our country is 18 crores. It is nice to know that four crore people have been empowered to buy quality furniture, but the remaining fourteen crore people have not said anything about how they can buy the furniture they need.
He made this statement at a time when the common people of the country are returning home empty-handed after going to the market to buy essential items to meet their basic needs. Every day this kind of distressing news is being circulated in the media.
Only in some raw markets of Dhaka, some workers of the authority went to the market and stopped the people from showing up. There are no signs of price cuts on any product. The arrival of the camera is being heralded as a slight price cut in some markets. But when the government goes behind the scenes, the price of the market goods is again the same or higher than before. There is no problem for four million rich people. But the plight of low-income or poor people has begun. Low-income people are forced to spend their days deceiving themselves with little or no food, losing their ability to purchase daily necessities.
However, the country's most expensive food products disappear for the consumption of the rich and enter all kinds of freezers. Artificial crisis in the market for the wealthy
Low income people are losing in the cat and mouse game
In November morning, a group of people are enjoying tea while sitting on decorative plastic chairs in a large area at the intersection of Dhaka's highway. Happy mood is talking happily and is counting on him to start lobbying and dashing to get a nomination in his area in the next election. They are all wealthy, expensive businessmen and politicians of this time. Standing a little beside them is another group of men in shiny uniforms guarding them carefully with official weapons.
Another group of people have been pelting stones at vehicles on the roads of the country since last night. Setting fire to the bus. To stop them, another group or a few people wearing different colored uniforms are actively riding in expensive cars, blaring sirens, throwing shiny tear gas cells, throwing bullets, sound grenades and making the surroundings dark and silent. As a result, everything good and bad has come to a standstill and there is silence all around. Traffic is stopped on the road. People go out of the house and sit with the door closed for fear of life. Only a few employees who want to save their lives are walking to the office early in the morning, some are riding in rickshaw-vans to save their jobs.
With the touch of the digital era, you no longer have to go to the market for urgent needs, you don't have to go to the bank to withdraw money. Many of them are spending idle time sitting at home with online services. Parents prevent children from going to educational institutions fearing for their safety. Teachers are teaching them urgent lessons online. It seems to the busy housewives that this hartal blockade has taken them to the time of Corona.
But the problem has grown elsewhere. Around eight o'clock in the morning, I walked across the campus to the main road. Crossed the road and ventured into a makeshift bazaar. My partner is a neighbor colleague. I often go out with him. He buys fresh vegetables and fish when he gets them. That is still his goal today. But even after nine o'clock that day, there were no customers in the shop. Some shopkeepers in the know said that there were no buyers yesterday either. So no raw material order has been placed today.
There are many hawker shops along the main road. They are sitting in a sad mood by arranging different kinds of clothes, sandal-shoes, fruits, and taijaspatras. According to them, people are not going out on the streets because of fear. So the sale is completely closed. Stopping our sales is a kick in the stomach. As soon as the shop opened, the police came and chased, searched the goods, beat them, closed the shop and asked them to leave. Common people do not come here because of frequent police cars patrolling here. No one wants to stand here. Another hawker said angrily that there are no people on the streets and sidewalks, and their foreheads are burning due to the lack of customers. They have no other source of income. Their means of income is to shop on the pavement. If the sale is stopped like this, they will die of starvation along with their families.
Slogans saying 'Bangladesh will not lose' have been hung around. Grand advertisements are being published in daily newspapers. In the online video, the scene of the passionate dance saying 'Bangladesh will not lose' is always appearing. So who are those ads for? How about an ad for those who lose enough money in their pockets to buy daily necessities?
Low income people have lost. However, those who never lose in anything are not losing even in a strike. They will never lose. Security personnel from all sectors of the country will provide them with all kinds of security. During the siege with them, they will continue to eat tea-biscuits or coffee-soup in expensive restaurants while sitting at the crossroads! And the majority of the people of the country will lose. They will continue to disturb the situation by pelting bricks and stones with the security forces on the street in front of the garment factories demanding a small increase in wages. Is this their destiny?
On the other hand, the ministers will sit in the seminar and speak in a relaxed manner. The country has improved a lot. A minister gave an emotional speech that day and exposed the real truth. He said that the purchasing power of four crore people of Bangladesh is equal to that of Europe. These 4 crore people can buy good things at affordable prices.
Recently, during the inauguration of the 18th National Furniture Fair, the Commerce Minister made such a claim. The per capita income of the people of our country is 2800 dollars. But according to one calculation, the total population of our country is 18 crores. It is nice to know that four crore people have been empowered to buy quality furniture, but the remaining fourteen crore people have not said anything about how they can buy the furniture they need.
He made this statement at a time when the common people of the country are returning home empty-handed after going to the market to buy essential items to meet their basic needs. Every day this kind of distressing news is being circulated in the media.
Only in some raw markets of Dhaka, some workers of the authority went to the market and stopped the people from showing up. There are no signs of price cuts on any product. The arrival of the camera is being heralded as a slight price cut in some markets. But when the government goes behind the scenes, the price of the market goods is again the same or higher than before. There is no problem for four million rich people. But the plight of low-income or poor people has begun. Low-income people are forced to spend their days deceiving themselves with little or no food, losing their ability to purchase daily necessities.
However, the country's most expensive food products disappear for the consumption of the rich and enter all kinds of freezers. Artificial crisis in the market for the wealthy tasteful appeared as a strange or curse created for worship! A week has passed after the 20-day hilsa fishing break, but the country's market is empty of hilsa. However, the news came out that Bangladeshi fresh hilsa was being sold in Kolkata market before Vaifonte. Even if the export of hilsa abroad is closed, how is it possible?
Millions of poor and low-income victims of this strange terror of commodity prices! Who will take responsibility? There is no one to speak for them in this environment. For unknown reasons, their words do not appear in the media. Such a statement from the mouth of the authorities is not only ridiculous - very cruel and shocking!
In the current commodity price terror market, the proverbs like 'King to king, Ulukhagra's life is lost' or 'King's fault to the people are suffering' are now appearing as great truths in the hypocritical politics of Bangladesh. Issues of social justice and humanitarianism are looming in the minds of low-income survivors.
Does the difficult situation that has arisen as a result get a chance to penetrate the eyes of the humanitarian leaders walking in the black glass enclosure? Or whether the black cat has captured them too is not at all understandable.
Due to the wide income disparity and purchasing power gap created by the touch of the digital age, people's sense of compassion towards people has decreased. No one cares about the death of poor people. If the big parties continue to play the cat and mouse game over the country's elections for a long time and continue to brag without respecting the opinions of others, they will not have any trouble at all. But 70-75 percent of the country's people who have lost their purchasing power will continue to suffer indescribably. In this way, will they be completely exhausted after being victims of injustice, social injustice, lack, and malnutrition? They don't want to lose either.