I pen this text as I travel by train in Italy. There are lot of people around me and of course most of them are Italians. Italian people are very friendly and they get into conversation easily. They like to speak to foreigners who speak Italian. Of course they keep on saying, 'you speak very good Italian' and once you speak good Italian they do not say anything. In the past, While traveling in Italy I came to know many people. But today I do not feel like getting into any conversation with anyone. Don't ask me why!
Just before getting into the train, I was having a chat with an Italian friend. In the course of our conversation, she told me that she was scared of Bangladesh. But realising that she was talking to a Bangladeshi, she corrected herself and said, oh I was just making a fun. I know my friend was not making a fun and she was serious. She has obvious reason to do so. Recently We have killed nine Italians and some other foreigners in a cafe in Gulshan, Dhaka.
As I proceed in writing, I feel sad, angry with myself. I am angry because we killed those people who came to help us. I am sad because we could protect them in our country. They taught us what it is to be human.
I don't blame anyone. I do not want to make any judgment. I wish and pray that these 'spoilt son' of our nation could think for a minute the contribution of the forgniers in building our nation.
I have nothing to say. In silence, at the most I can murmur that we are sorry!

Just before getting into the train, I was having a chat with an Italian friend. In the course of our conversation, she told me that she was scared of Bangladesh. But realising that she was talking to a Bangladeshi, she corrected herself and said, oh I was just making a fun. I know my friend was not making a fun and she was serious. She has obvious reason to do so. Recently We have killed nine Italians and some other foreigners in a cafe in Gulshan, Dhaka.
As I proceed in writing, I feel sad, angry with myself. I am angry because we killed those people who came to help us. I am sad because we could protect them in our country. They taught us what it is to be human.
I don't blame anyone. I do not want to make any judgment. I wish and pray that these 'spoilt son' of our nation could think for a minute the contribution of the forgniers in building our nation.
I have nothing to say. In silence, at the most I can murmur that we are sorry!

