Heart-breaking Bangladesh
This section will show you a quick snapshot of the streets in Dhaka. They are generally very dirty, horribly smelly and packed with rickshaws. I found inhuman that means of transport as these poor guys, skinny like a stick spend their days pedaling on those bicycles under a burning sun. The streets are sooo crowded that many times they get blocked, forcing rickshaws to engage in a short battle.
Although I see the rickshaws as a torture machine for those who peddle on them all day long, they are quite nice and very colourful.
Do you think those buildings are still under constructions? You're wrong... they are finished and people live in them.
This is a Bangladeshi Pepsi truck...
Walking around, I ended-up in a shopping mall. Every floor was dedicated to one type of product: shoes, mens wear, mobiles and women clothes! It was quite nice to see these shops with chairs where women used to take a seat while the shop owner was showing them a bunch of colourful fabrics to make their own dresses. Why in Europe nobody dares to wear colourful clothes and everybody dresses with black, grey and brown?? It's all in the soul and mind...
The buses there are completely scratched and smashed! It's amazing, they just bump into each other all the time! And the funny thing is that they don't stop! They have no doors, so people just stand by the exit/entrance in order to jump in or out while the bus still running. When the bus is packed and somebody wants to jump-in, the people inside the bus help the guy to enter by holding his arms or clothes. Really spectacular!
And that was the view from my room... I could see the kids playing naked in that slum.
Although I see the rickshaws as a torture machine for those who peddle on them all day long, they are quite nice and very colourful.
Do you think those buildings are still under constructions? You're wrong... they are finished and people live in them.
This is a Bangladeshi Pepsi truck...
Walking around, I ended-up in a shopping mall. Every floor was dedicated to one type of product: shoes, mens wear, mobiles and women clothes! It was quite nice to see these shops with chairs where women used to take a seat while the shop owner was showing them a bunch of colourful fabrics to make their own dresses. Why in Europe nobody dares to wear colourful clothes and everybody dresses with black, grey and brown?? It's all in the soul and mind...
The buses there are completely scratched and smashed! It's amazing, they just bump into each other all the time! And the funny thing is that they don't stop! They have no doors, so people just stand by the exit/entrance in order to jump in or out while the bus still running. When the bus is packed and somebody wants to jump-in, the people inside the bus help the guy to enter by holding his arms or clothes. Really spectacular!
And that was the view from my room... I could see the kids playing naked in that slum.
posted by Marcos at 07:26
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