"No matter what you say, it can't be called public suffering!"

A.B.M. Shariful Alam Yajnat and public suffering have been written many times in the past. 6th August/2012 Prothom Alo newspaper on the front page with the picture of the road highway has really come out.

The battle between the Communications Minister and the Roads Department versus the printing and private electronic media has turned into an open war. Last August 7 / 2012, Communications Minister Obaidul Quader will visit the traffic congestion, the officials of the Ministry's Public Relations Department informed the media. At around five o'clock in the afternoon Obaidul Quader walked from Banglamotor to Farmgate and saw the traffic jam in Khamarbari, Mirpur, Gabtali, Mohakhali and Shahabagh. So a passenger named Russell Ahmed expressed his anger and said, this drama of traffic congestion before Iftar has increased the suffering. People don't have time to watch drama anymore, show something if you can. The real picture has emerged through the expression of Russel Ahmed's anger. So no matter what you say, why can't it be called public suffering?

Bibirabagicha and nearby areas of Jatrabari police station have caused widespread public distress. On Demra Road, Bibirbagicha and Road No. 2, 3 and 4 areas have been dug with large potholes, the roads of the locals have been almost blocked, sewage pipes have burst, dirty water has spread, and the telephone connection of Jatrabari area has also been cut off. Also, there is a complaint against the contractor company Ali & Co. for digging four feet wide and four feet deep pits and selling them for five hundred rupees per truckload of soil, along with advice to make bamboo poles for the local people to travel at their own expense and asking five thousand rupees from the local resident Md. Aslam for buying pipes. , a landlord in his neighborhood has given two thousand rupees to the contractor's people for the time being.
DCC South Chief Engineer Md. Jahangir Alam told Prothom Alo that there is no way for water to flow because the reservoirs in the area have been filled earlier. So raw sewage has to be made (first light 9th August/2012) Now the interesting thing is that there are laws and regulations to get Prague approval from City Corporation/Municipality for digging ponds, filling ponds or reservoirs, cutting roads and building and rebuilding houses. If someone has filled the reservoir with approval from the city corporation, then all the complications that will arise in the implementation of all kinds of development works including sewage disposal in the future, should have been thought of beforehand. Apart from this, the master plan of the earliest Dhaka Municipality and later Dhaka City Corporation must be there. If the development works were carried out according to the effective master plan, would the people not have to suffer this strange and bad condition of the capital? And if the reservoir has been filled without the permission of DCC, then what kind of legal action was taken against the people who filled the illegal reservoir, I also have a question with the experts? Because it is not at all possible to fill the reservoirs in one day or overnight, all the residents of the capital will agree with me. The matter of filling the reservoirs is a bit absurd! More interesting thing is that if sewers have to be made for the sake of sewage, why its preparation in the monsoon season? Why is it just before Eid? All these things are left to be understood at least by the beneficiaries. Do not say, the wall has ears? 9th August/2012 Prothom Alo front page The Dhaka-bound passenger bus from Sylhet overturned in the ditch of the contractor employed by DCC Tukshin in Bibirbagicha area late on Tuesday night, the bus coming towards Dhaka. It is not known if there were any casualties. A truck also overturned in a pothole.

One or two such bus-trucks cause thousands of bus-trucks to overturn, killing millions of passengers and maiming billions of people, but there is no one to see! Unpleasant but true.

Last Thursday, July 28, there was the first heavy rain in the last 5/6 years. According to the information provided by the meteorologist, the amount of rainfall is 3 to 5 cm. This type of rainfall cannot be considered as heavy rainfall compared to any time in the past. That day I left for Motijheel by Sonargao Express from Madanpur. In the afternoon, I got stuck in traffic in front of Dayaganj City Corporation Market. Traffic jams for people living in the capital and pedestrians have become a problem. But the context of that day was slightly different. Because three hours passed in front of the market of Dayaganj City Corporation. A situation where the wheel of the car does not rotate half of the way forward. There is no way to get out of the car and walk forward on the sidewalk. Somewhere on the road there is knee-deep and waist-deep dirt and foul-smelling water. Somewhere there is water on the pavement. It is as if the faces of the passengers have been distorted by the oppressive heat and strong stench. After spending three hours in such an embarrassing situation, the bus moved forward 8/10 hands, looking ahead saw two buses and a truck stuck in the manhole hole. The vee-poo sound of police vans with ambulances and the sound of police banter became deafening. Then I see the racker on the right side of the back. Hundreds of men and women stepped into the dirty and foul-smelling water, soaked their clothes, and carried their muddy bodies forward. Moments later, the hook of the racker was apparently attached to the front bumper of a bus and continued to move backwards, and the bus recovered from the hole and continued to move forward. The joy of the bus passengers and the people around seemed as if they had reached Mars, the idea was just like that! And taking advantage of this golden opportunity, our bus driver took one more step forward or pressed to the side and stopped for an endless time. I looked through the side window of the bus and saw that some unfortunate man had eaten the skull and threw it across the road. Pushed and kicked, Dub's skull was lying between the bus door and the sidewalk in Vesuvius, waiting to be touched by the feet of a powerful person! In the meantime, passengers for one or two are stepping on the skull of the bus and walking up the sidewalk, so I did the same. The drivers of the cars on both sides did not feel the slightest bit stingy in making good use of whatever opportunity they got. The result is what happened. All kinds of vehicles took different positions and stood waiting for Khan Bahadur with the shutters closed.

I kept walking forward. Pass the RAB office on Jayakali Mandir Road and come to Arambagh via Hatkhola Road via Shapla Chatwar of Motijheel. After this long time I returned home with the bumpy and muddy body. My Bibisaheb got up and said, what happened? Have you been injured in any anti-government march and injured by marchers and picketers? Have you eaten the baton of reckless police force members of the government? I take a sigh and say calm down, I will tell you everything when the fatigue is gone. Briefly described the incident to my bibisaheb. After listening to the description of the incident, the eyes of the unfortunate woman got wet with pomegranate juice.

The construction of Jatrabari flyover has been delayed due to negligence of DCC South, indifference and unplanned manner of the government. It can be said without a doubt that the initiative is very noble and good. Although the construction of flyover is supposed to be completed by 2011, no work is completed on time in our country. Not finishing work on time is also a tradition of contractors. After being caught in the act of stealing, robbery or robbing, he was beaten up and served jail time. After being released, he came back with a garland of flowers around his neck and said that he served time in jail while campaigning. The government sent me to jail with inhumane torture. If my party comes to power, I will release ten hands for one hand. Now a political leader gets a certificate even if he is caught stealing, robbing or looting. So the construction of the flyover was a little slow in the past, but now it is very strong. Because the current government is in power for only one and a half years. So it will be easy to write the name on the white stone if the flyover can be completed in any way while having the power. Because writing the name on the white stone and getting a credit card is the best work of the father! Therefore, the only purpose of getting a credit card is to complete the work in an unplanned and rushed manner. People having to suffer a little extra as a bonus is not a big deal.

The audacity of using 2/3 cars as a bonus instead of one by importing cars and fuel for Rai-Katlads from abroad by increasing the tax burden of the people is not a joke. So let millions of rupees of fuel be wasted in long traffic jams and the valuable time of millions of people be wasted, as if there is no one to look at! So there is no way to get rid of people from this situation? There must be a way out. Telling a short story, it will be very easy to find the way of salvation. Just like our Muslims have a religious meeting, the cobblers also have a religious meeting at the end of the year. The chief priest of the cobblers said, "There is no way to go to heaven if Rama does not call." Hearing the words of the first priest, the elder cobblers fell into great distress. The sky fell on their heads! The oldest group of cobblers continued to think that the reason for the collapse of the sky was not for themselves, but for patriotism. Seeing the faces of the cobblers dirty and faded, the religious priest asked what is the matter? Why so worried? You chant Ram-Ram on Har Hamesa, so I believe you will surely go to heaven. Then an elderly cobbler asked the religious priest, then there is no way for the majority of Muslims to go to heaven? Hearing the question, the religious priest himself became worried and bewildered. Just at that moment a 10/12 year old cobbler said, Muslims also have a way to heaven……. Then the priest asked, how? In reply, the cobbler said, "There is a little way for those Muslims who say Ha-Ram to say Ram."

# A.B.M. Shariful Alam, Poet and Literary.