Yesterday was one of the most memorable days of my life. It is the eve of Ramadan ongoing and I came out of office by 4 pm, the usual office closing time.
It’s almost midnight in Tolorado, a very small and quiet town near the river Yuda. In these days, very less people want to live in such a place like Tolorado because it is unimaginably outdated.
It’s always nice to meet old teachers. I just had a friendly chat with Miss Carly at the rooftop of the place where I am living. She is my first teacher at AUW (Access Academy).
A Bangladeshi girl who was publicly whipped for an alleged affair with a married man bled to death, according to a fresh post-mortem examination.
Chief Seattle said “We do not inherit the earth from our ancestors; we borrow it from our children.” However, if we look at the present situation of the child labor of Bangladesh the only one thing wi