Sometimes i go visit my ex-wife. i really do not have anyone else to go to. she does not allow me to stay more than a few minutes. everyone says she is a very bad woman but i know how her circumstances were. i cannot blame her so easily. i was not able to buy her a saree for years. she had starved day after day with me. i heard her crying every night. we lost our only child because i didn’t have money for the treatment.
now maybe she is happy… when i last visited her, she gave me sweets to eat, she has been keeping sweets in her new room since i have been visiting her. maybe she does not forget how much i love sweets… life would be so very different if i could have fed and saved our child.
i can never hate her for leaving me or for choosing to be a prostitute. i was never able to curse her. for everyone she is a w***e but for me she is still my moina. - komesh mia (45)
We have been married for more than twenty years. my husband and i have always worked together whatever we did. it’s been fifteen years that we have been breaking bricks. today is a very happy day for us. after our marriage we always kept clothes either by hanging them on the rope or in boxes. we were never able to buy any almirah (armoire, clothes cupboard). today we will be buying an almirah. every day it becomes late evening before we can finish breaking 300 bricks. but today, by afternoon i finished. and then, the rain started. my husband insisted no matter what, we will go today. he selected a blue steel almirah for us. but i like the ash color. that is why our children laiju, labonno and jewel will be going with us. they will decide which color we will bring. my elder daughter laiju is very shy, she does not want to go. but her father will not go without her. that’s why he went home to convince laiju and to bring them all together. now i am breaking his portion of bricks. it seems like a very long day. i am impatiently waiting for them, any time they will arrive.
- nasima (36)
My problem is i am a fool and i cannot tell a lie. a few days ago, a beggar hired me to act as her blind child. we were supposed to roam around the city’s traffic signals and beg for food. at the end of the day she promised to give me fifty taka and food. i rehearsed well and she was convinced that i acted wonderfully. and then we started our mission. for an hour it was going well, but when we went near a car window and a lady with her child was giving me some money, i saw the boy playing with a toy car. the lady seemed generous so instead of taking the money i said, ‘madam, i am a blind child, i have no toys, can you please give me your son’s red car?’ after a few minutes the car driver was chasing me and i was running for my life and leaving my fake beggar mother behind. - polash (10)