July 8, 2013
July 3, 2013
Coming from a developing country like Bangladesh, for me inequality, poverty, corruption, social barriers are something I hear about, see and suffer from everyday. However, comparing to the people who brave these in their day to day lives, I have been cocooned to an extent which can be considered extreme and one of the reasons being me being born and raised in a university campus in Dhaka where such words are usually a far cry to the practices of the campus life. On the contrary, the endless conversations that I had with my teachers, the stories that I heard from my mother, and still do, about the different shades of struggle she had to encounter in her youth, and even from the different novels that I read gives me an understanding of the world which no other text book can ever give me. So I believe that everyone has a right to know these things so that in the future they can refer back to these things to hopefully make a change for the better. It does not have to be some Olympic change. Things can start one small step at a time. Everyone has a right to know these things, so that, people like the little girl that I met the other day selling flowers in the Dhaka University campus, just to make her family's ends meet, can gather the strength from both the good and bad sides of life and achieve all the things that she is meant to achieve. My dream is to one day work as a journalist, in an international level, so that I can hopefully start the wheels at least for a better and equal world. And through my writing, I can easily start my initial journey.