In a hedonistic country, do people enjoy life?

In a hedonistic country, rice suffers As there is joy in human life

In a hedonistic country

 

In a hedonistic, As there is joy in human life, there is also suffering. But what is the excess of sorrow more than happiness? Yes, that's right you can now become known as a Lord of the Rings. Happiness comes here in Kayaklesh. And there is sorrow in the king's house, in the existing tabulate. The pain of rice is mixed with thousands of smells in that sorrow. Some people say with an open mouth, get hands. And most of the rest endure the hardships of rice. Well, do you understand the pain of rice?

It's a pain that you can't react to if you don't feel it. No, no, I'm not talking about not eating one meal out of pride. Think about it, have you ever been forced to eat for lack of money? The helplessness of that empty pocket cannot be imagined. Whoever it is, just understand. The form of such misery in the class of wealth changes color again like a chameleon. The lowest class of the rich can get their hands on all the shame. But the middle class can't do that either. This class wanders around on empty stomachs with empty pockets, looking for work. And after the sun sets, I feel indifferent, aha, one day is gone! Will it be the same tomorrow?

The search for rice started to fill the stomach. Rice is to be found in abundance. Yeah Al that sounds pretty crap to me, Looks like BT ain't for me either. We live on empty stomachs. We have chosen this rule. We have learned to understand, ‘this is science’. The state, society, school-college books, and almost the whole world have taught us this since childhood. Of course, we have made some changes in copying the other one. And the whole thing was not more brutal but humane. Who is an animal and who is a human being? Instead, Md. Let's smell the pain of Alamgir Kabir's rice. No matter what, there will be severe discrimination.

Alamgir also embarked on a search for rice. We hear the news of the disappearance of his pasted rice as the ear bugs move while listening to the talk of self-sufficiency in various subjects. Recently, such notification has flooded social media. It says, "I only want to teach for two meals a day." According to today's newspaper news, a student of Bogra Government Azizul Haque College has put up a poster to get tuition. Alamgir Kabir. He graduated from the Department of Political Science. Now he is fighting for a job. But the fight is not just for the job, it is clear in the whole poster. After a

while the eyes become blurred, this is what!

Alamgir Kabir wrote in his poster, ‘I want to teach only for two meals in exchange for rice.’ He will teach in exchange for breakfast and lunch. Besides, he wrote, he will teach everything except mathematics from first to twelfth class. In that poster, he wrote 'Baker' as his profession. It has his name and mobile number.

He was born in a peasant family in Panchbibi, Joypurhat, according to the newspaper 'I want to teach only for two meals a day. He is the youngest of five siblings. There was already tension in the world. In Corona, it has become more and more intense. So much so that a highly educated young man has to look for a job as well as rice. But not in the hotel, in the people's room. Only the smell of smoked hot rice can fly the white flag of peace in this war of filling the stomach with the support of that ancient exchange system.

You may be thinking, ‘Hey boy, what’s so poetic about this?’ Not poetry, a little crying, and a lot of ‘anger’. This anger is not high. Gobet head solid anger. That goblet head swallows the news of bumper harvest of baby lemon at regular intervals. It comes to the ears, at present the per capita income of the people of the country has increased to 2 thousand 554 dollars, which is 2 lakh 17 thousand 570 in terms of money. In addition, the gross domestic product (GDP) stands at ৪ 411 billion. Meanwhile, the country's foreign exchange reserves are ৫০ 50 billion. The literacy rate is 75.2%. The poverty rate has come down to 20.5 percent. And after hearing so many words, one has to look at the poster of a postgraduate to find rice twice a day. And to avoid going down the street, you have to eat more and extend your hand.

Why did he have to put up such a poster? Alamgir has given several hints. He has shown the reality of the deadly biscuit race behind the government job. In the form-gestures, he explained the issues of financial transactions, identity, lobbying, etc. in recruitment. It is easy to guess why the 'unemployed' written on the poster were forced to take up the profession. And people do not take private jobs without experience. Nebei or why? A lot of inexperience can be swallowed up by the twist of experience on paper.

So only tuition is available in front of Alamgir. There you can at least ask for rice instead of breakfast. But one meal of rice does not satisfy the hunger of three hours! So you have to stick the poster helplessly. Because the burning of hunger is an obstacle to survival and forgets the social shame. And this is where the pride of millions of rupees per capita income is lost. What will happen to him? Alamgir's stomach is not full of it!

Yet there is happiness in this country. Because we are now in a system of hedonism, where the GDP rises and the canal of praise flows. Even if thousands of crores of rupees are smuggled, it sounds like, ‘What else is this!’ Being happy is like coming here ‘in line’. The trouble of rice is the noise of the untouchables here. Even after that, in the crowd of Bedam Damama of the jug of happiness, the melody of the cry of the hungry is heard in a low voice. There, ‘self-sufficiency’ cuts off the ugly. In the lines of Jatindranath Sengupta's poem 'Sukhbadi', it has to be said,