Before, when you were stuck at traffic jams, which are painfully plenty in Dhaka, you were always greeted by beggars, popcorn sellers, and magazine or books sellers.But now a days, the scenario is a tad bit different. Now, you will see hordes of teenagers dressed in ultra bright t shirt, which will make any fashion designer's face cringe, dispersed through out the intersections, with dead and wrinkled roses in hands, asking for donations for various noble causes. When the social work mania(yes, people,in fact, are maniacs about it today) first started, it was a great step forward for all the irresponsible and socially unaware teenagers of Bangladesh, if I have to be more particular, the ENGLISH MEDIUM goers of Bangladesh.I, myself, jumped in the SOCIAL WORK bandwagon, and also thoroughly relished the extra ordinary experience, but got dislodged by the avalanche of life's demands. But what I see now disgusts me. The true essence of social work has been defiled by the same irresp...
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