This is the main road to Dowlatpur village . It is always busy with cng taxi, cars, buses, vans and lorries . Every village we passed there will be busy market full of people going to and fro, many vehicles loading or unload things or passengers.
The scenary along the road not much different from Malaysian Village .. A wide area of paddy field alternate with bushes or houses and man made ponds. This bring the natural beauty of village in Cittagong.
This is the beauty of Dowlatpur village .
Almost every family or joint family had one man made ponds for cleaning or bathing or fishing for protein food.... but for drinking ..they use water pump out from the ground.
Knowing the people of Dowlatpur
This is one of Imam Abu Jacfar son and grandson standing infront of their home. His son is a student of Madrasah .In this village we live in this house . It is a convenient 2 storey house . It has one washroom on every floor , 7 rooms , kitchen for wood fire stove and wide dining . A small hall on the ground floor and 2 big hall living area on th e second floor saparated by bed rooms. One long narrow balcony and steps to the roof where they use to hang laundry or dry the paddy .
I said to my host the son, " You are a rich man. You have a bangalow house and 'swimming pool' But they never feel they are rich anyway they have enough for what the family basic needs.
Electricity is a big problem in city or village . Electricity black out often happen. This house has no television or radio . In summer lack of electricity supply cause increase of hot weather and mosquitoes . This situation bring inconvenient to the people in most area in bangladesh specially to children .
This is brother Taher who is Imam Jacfar younger brother. theor home was side by side. He is a sale man selling various kind of ropes in the cittagong city . Just like his brother he use to come home every friday to join the family but return to Cittagong city for his usual job.
This is brother Taher who is Imam Jacfar younger brother. theor home was side by side. He is a sale man selling various kind of ropes in the cittagong city . Just like his brother he use to come home every friday to join the family but return to Cittagong city for his usual job.
These are friendly neighbours. They are like relatives to each other. Mujappur in purple shirt is working in Oman .. At the back is his home which is under renovation to prepare for his wedding .. May Allah bless the couple !
In front of some houses we saw alot of paddy straw which is used for fire source for stove or to feed cows .. Abu Jacfar has helpers to work his paddy field ..he will hire the village people who will do everything from plough to mill the paddy into rice ..
Here I cannot show the women of Abu Jacfar family because the ladies are not allow to expose to public or men. If they need to go out they will cover themselves fully in a black cloth call burqa . They call it Islamic dress but some wear it as following the tradition and a few wear it as following the syariah rules
Here I cannot show the women of Abu Jacfar family because the ladies are not allow to expose to public or men. If they need to go out they will cover themselves fully in a black cloth call burqa . They call it Islamic dress but some wear it as following the tradition and a few wear it as following the syariah rules
It is fun being surrounded with these Benggali kids . The tallest girl is Imam abu jacfar youngest daughter name tahura ...and the rest are his grandchildren . Tahura had memorise some surah including surah Yasin .. she is now 11 yrs old ... I had tested her ....She is fantastic !
As usual kids will be so excited to see strangers at their home . They will follow me when I move from one house to another. Looking at me without any words. When I try to talk to them some respond very good in english but just give a smile. I shook hand with the boys and hugged the girls ... But I was surprised when one small boy maybe age 7 or 8 yrs old suddenly give me a hug and i dont like to break his heart and give him a hug too and said to him ' be good boy '.
We had been invited to some neighbours home for dinner and lunch too. They are so kind to us and excited to accept visitor from Malaysia.
We had been invited to some neighbours home for dinner and lunch too. They are so kind to us and excited to accept visitor from Malaysia.
One night when we were on our back to our host home we were stopped by a group of ladies and kids . They were abt 10 of them.I was so surprised and curious too. What was going on in the middle of the path at night.
I was told that they were waiting to meet me and to ask what bring me to visit this poor village when I am from a rich and beautiful country ... That is what they think about my country.
Spontaneously I answered, " because I know people of bangladesh is friendly" ... Actually it was not my perfect answer but atleast I made them feel how great they were ... poverty wont stop the sense of humanity .
With the help of my translator, Noman I chatted a while with the ladies and then we hugged each other and dismissed.
