I am an inhabitant of Bangladesh.
It was really a thrilling and enchanting matter for us that ICC World Cup 2011
will be held in the South Asian countries including the Bangladesh, Sri Lanka
and India. As I was living a few kilometers away from the Mirpur Stadium at
Dhaka therefore I thought a dream of mine will come true. Along with me some
other friends of mine also dreamt of watching the ICC World Cup live in the stadium
sitting before the players. We were just building castles in the air regarding
this event.
The schedule of the first match in which the participating
countries were Bangladesh and India was on 19th February, 2011 at
2.30 pm. We thought we are sure to watch the match in the stadium as one of our
friend was working in the City Bank the only seller of match tickets in
Bangladesh. Days were passing slowly. One day the tickets were made available in
several locations of City Bank’s branches. One of the branches of this bank was
at Islampur, Dhaka which is one of the densely populated areas in Old Dhaka. We
thought we should get into queue from the night before the tickets would be
sold from. For this reason all of our friends got together at Islampur at
midnight at 12.30am. Our assumption worked that when we went there found there
was a long queue of people gathered to purchase the tickets to watch the match.
We also got into that queue. The night is really memorable because for the
first time in our lives we sat before a dust bin. People were gossiping around
us, we also spend the whole of the night in gossiping at the verge of the night
we were feeling sleepy for that reason we collected some old newspapers from
here and there and carpeted them on the road. For the first time we slept
before a dust bin on the dirty road beside the drains. It was really terrible
and noteworthy night for each of my friends including me. By and by the night
was over after the Fajr (day’s first prayer in Islam) prayer we got back on our
queues and waited for the bank to open. At about eleventh hour some punks who
were the inhabitant of that area came and started to bully upon the people who
were in the queue. Then the public got scattered and those punks faked with the
public and told that they were trying to manage the queue. With all of their
tricky talking they entered inside the queue and made it longer than before. Where
we were standing after thirty persons from the ticket counter they pushed as
after three hundred persons. In that ticket counter the tickets were available for
only hundred and twenty persons. We understood the menace and left that queue
with our gloomy faces. We returned home and slept the whole day to recover last
nights sleep.
Anyways the lesson we were taught
that night was –
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