I was on the bus just before Iftar, as a common hanging passenger. A man suddenly boarded the bus with many Iftar packets in his hand. It was announced that everyone in the bus will get Iftar. I said, I am a Hindu; You are fasting, you are not.
I didn't have much to say. I also received a bunch of food-gifts. Satisfied, I ran forward. Standing at the intersection of Asadgate, I was looking at the red sun and thinking that it is red even at the moment of sinking! What a wonderful Bangladesh!
