Sazzid Ahmed

My personal diary..

The other day, I saw a strange scene in the street of the city market, near Doratona where a person was shouting holding a boy in his hand in a bid to sell him for Tk 20 only. I was wondering that the person may be a drug addict or a drunkard as he was mumbling while speaking. Unfortunately, the on-duty traffic police took a blind eye of the whole incident which made me utterly surprised. There are so many addicted people around us selling their household commodities. At the end, when there is nothing to purchase their regular supply, they are desperately resorting to sell their own love in a fit of addiction.

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