Long Handle Brooms

What's so special about long handle brooms ? Apart from being easy to use and less damaging to the user's back muscles, they are not commonly seen in South Asia. Most of the brooms I've seen in India and Bangladesh have short handle. The problem with this kind of broom is that, the sweeper has to crouch or bend down low to sweep. The long handle version on the other hand allows one to sweep the floor without bending down. Being able to use both hands allows one to leverage more force and a wider range of motions as well. In Sri Lanka however, the long handle brooms were common. It could be the topic of an interesting sociological research to find out what influenced the adaptation or retention of short/long handle brooms in certain countries in the area while neighbors were shifting towards a different sweeping technology.

Long handle brooms being sold in Negombo

The Red Cow in Manang

The Red Cow milk cans serves as prayer wheels in Manang

Growing up in the 80's and 90's in Bangladesh, The Red Cow powdered milk was something very familiar to me. It was also one of those things I never expected to find in another time or place. Manang proved me wrong.

Didi

Ladies of Nepal are your "Didi" (elder sister). That's the ubiquitous polite way of addressing a Nepali lady. You'll see them running grocery stores, tea stalls, restaurants, working in fields, carrying big loads across mountainous Nepali landscape and may be managing the hotel you're staying at.

Ongma Didi, busy maintaining business correspondence on a snowy morning in Manang. Ongma manages a hotel in Manang with her husband, Tashi.

SAARC

SAARC stands for South Asian Association for Regional Cooperation. It was envisioned by a Bangladeshi gentleman* and was founded in 1985 with seven member countries e.g. Bangladesh, Bhutan, India, Maldives, Nepal, Pakistan and Sri Lanka. Later, Afganistan joined SAARC in 2005.

I knew most of this from my education in Bangladeshi public schools. What school did not teach is the more important part, the dormant potential of unity and growth for South Asia that lies in SAARC. This realization came to me during my first visit to Nepal in August 2011.

Through out the week long trip I observed similarities and differences in our languages, culture, problems and possibilities. The Nepalis and Bangalis are same and at the same time different on many levels. This intrigued me a lot. After contemplating over things I became convinced about the potential of a greater South Asian unity some day. I shared my thoughts with my travel partner who was working at the Danish embassy of Dhaka at the moment. He provided a thought through analysis of the situation in SAARC, drawing parallels to EU 50 years ago. To conclude it, he said that Europe is not just a geographic entity; it's a concept and it's growing. That was one of the best comments I've heard about future potentials of human unity anywhere in the world. I'm sure something like that can be done about South Asia too. But it's going to take a while.


*sadly enough I cannot agree with his political ideology of "Bangladeshi Nationalism"

Mother Language Day

21st February is International Mother Language Day. Quoting from wikipedia,

International Mother Language Day is an observance held annually on 21 February worldwide to promote awareness of linguistic and cultural diversity and multilingualism.

About half a century ago, my people stood up against cultural oppression and made sacrifices to protect the right to speak their language. Through a bloody revolution, the right to speak a language was protected. In effect, it also protected the right to practice their culture. The sense of identity and unity later inspired the independence movement of the country. Bangalis are not the only group to sacrifice for their language and culture in recent recorded history. I know that similar incidents took place in Assam(India), would not be surprised to know of more incidents like that. But Bangalis are probably the only group to work their way from cultural freedom to independence of their country. I consider that a good example. And proud of that.

As of now, let us all be proud of our languages. Speak your language, teach it to others. Learn theirs too. Discover how close we are, people of the world.

Coming Back to Bangladesh

June 29, 2011 Dhaka, Bangladesh

When I came back to Bangladesh for the first time, she welcomed me with her heavy monsoon rain. I got fully drenched in the rain soon after coming out of the airport. Infections on my back and legs hurt from rubbing against my clothes. There was foul smell of an overflowing drain on one side and pleasant smell of fruits from a stall on the other side. There were loud hydraulic horns and almost musical jingle of riksha bells. In front of me was the chaotic Dhaka city. People and vehicles on the streets and footpaths going in every direction. Vehicles about to collide somehow managing to slow down or divert their courses at the last moment. It's like a chaotic dance performence.

Yes, I was back in Bangladesh. My sense of touch, smell, hearing and vision has been overwhelmed. The only unattended sense was taste which could be taken care of easily at the tea stall on the other side of the street. I stepped out on the street and joined the chaotic dance.