Bangladesh and ice cream
2012年 09月 05日
I gave one paper pattern to the tailor, named Badsh and aksed him to make five jackets.
"OK", he answered lightly to make five sizes and even more in five designs! Badsha was on the seventh cloud. "Hey, I will make for Japan's market. Finally Allah smiles to me!" He was a good young man and sacrificed his life for his family. He supported his parentas, three sisters and a brother by his tailor's earning. On the contrary, I learned that the basic training was needed to make dresses that were acceptable in Japan's market.
Sakura Mohila's designer was truely devotive. She simply hoped the improvement of the sewing and she went to teach them withour any second thought. Badsh understood it and he sent his younger brother buy luxerious ice cream even in the rain and in the early morning when the work had just started. Other workers only worked, smiling to us. The luxerioyus ice cream means that the workers class could not spend the little money for the luxery. Even though the designer and I declined, he sent his brother buy the luxerious ice cream. He could not stop it to express his thanks.
Three years passed. Without knowing when, but the staff began to make good quality of Jackets and other Dhaka shop people began to mark the tailor. Badsha's sister got married in a good wedding hall and we were invited. Finally, Badsha fell in love with a girl to get married. He was on top f the world, indeed.
I wish the relation could never end. But the reality has many things in it and we have to go through the difficulties.
OK, let's throw the depression and make a small step when the autumn is beginning.
by sakura_mohila | 2012-09-05 16:45 | ENGLISH | Comments(0)