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When I was a kid, I wanted to drive a plane. I didn’t know the term “PILOT”. I just wanted to be in the plane just because of only one reason. When my father or my uncle in the night took me in the lap and walk in the garden in front of the house singing a lullaby for make me sleep, I always looked at the sky. Very often I saw aero planes on the sky. They always fly in the sky through the clouds by blinking red, green and blue lights. Those blinking lights into the clouds obsessed me most. That’s the only reason for navigate a plane though I was totally naïve about the work of a pilot.
In my growing up age, I didn’t have that obsession any more. Rather I was completely guided by my parents about the studies of school. When it was the time to choose between Science, Arts and Commerce; I prefer commerce. My parents were against me with all their opinions, arguments and counter arguments. It was like an intense pressure for me that was squeezing me by fear and anxiety. But as I found my strong interest in commerce, after all the cold wars between me and my parents, I studied in commerce. That was the starting of my journey. After that I did my graduation, post graduation on the same subject. In the mean time, after my graduation, I got a job in a financial institution. I am still doing that job and playing with numbers. But after few years of my service life, I just realized that I am feeling null about those finance based works. Now I just feel that I would really enjoy my work if it had call for real humanity. I just feel that I will really feel for my job if it is about children development, educational development for the deprived people or creating job opportunities for female victims of acid violence. Since last year I am looking for such kind of job. It is not that there is no circular for such kind of job. There is so many such kind of job offered by some NGOs and other human development concerned organizations. But most of those jobs are paying a very niggling amount of salary which will create a grievous disruption to earn my livelihood.
The nutshell of my long story is that, we are just choosing the career path without knowing what we really want to do. We are just measuring the amount of salary that we will bring at home at the end of the month. When I was doing Evening MBA in University of Dhaka, I got lots of classmates who were engineers and studied in BUET. I asked them the reason for studying an entirely different subject. All of them just answered that it will create more job opportunity or it will help them to get a prompt promotion for having diversified knowledge skills. No one said that they really want to know the ins and outs of the financial system, the theories of finance that will help them to know how a business is running, how the decisions in a business have been made.
On the other hand, if we see towards the picture of the rural part of our motherland, we can by far realize that they don’t know how to have a dream. They are so busy to fulfill the fundamental needs for living a humanly life that they are incapable to think about any cherished dream. Food, cloths, shelters those are the primary precedence of life. And yes, it’s rational to have a null dream when someone is starving and struggling to manage food.
We all are working for money but not for the real cause that we feel inside our heart. Yes, now it is very true for us that the brain but not the heart has the ability to feel, to make decisions as science tells us. In the urban part, we are running after money to have a secure life. And on retirement, many of us find ourselves burden for family as well as for society. After taking all the possible attempts, in retired life we are completely disable to find a console mind and soul. On the other hand, are we getting a secure life for us as well as for our family members as it is now very easy to murder a family under the roof of their own sweet home, in front their own child? Is it really rationale to being that much busy as we don’t know whether we can live the next moment of our life? And if we see the rural life, we can see that they don’t have the freedom of want. It must be noteworthy that when many part of the country strike by “MONGA”, we send various food items, cloths as relief to the victims. But we can’t realize that we are pushing them to eat or to wear what we fix for them. A person who is eager to eat rice has to eat biscuits as we, the donor of relief define it for him or her. This harsh slavery of mind is taking us nowhere as a nation.
In 1971, we won the freedom war. That time, Bangabandhu instruct us to be in the fight with everything that each and everyone have. And in a very extra ordinary manner, everyone do that as they all have the common dream-A free country named “BANGALDESH”. Every people of our motherland listen to their heart regarding the call for freedom. And few people, who went against this dream are called”RAZAKAR” even after the 41 years of our independence. And we solely want their punishment. But now I am afraid to write that, I feel that everyone is ought to be thought about their own business now a day. I don’t find any of their faults as they don’t have any other choice to live in this country. Now what will happen if we face a national catastrophe? How can we win a war now as there is no common dream that we have? Everyone will possibly mind their own business and try to save themselves. What will we call them then? I am afraid that we can’t invent any term like “RAZAKAR” as there were few number of people who will think about themselves rather thinking about the nation in a unified manner. I feel fear when I feel there is no way to keep our existence if we further face a challenge.