#morningstories

 

The last weeks I experienced the "Bangladeshi winter" in Dhaka. It had been about 10 degree celcius in the mornings in between. Dhaka was freezing cold and foggy. In the mornings we sometimes were covered in clouds, as we live on floor 15.
Flights supposed to arrive and depart at Dhaka airport were being delayed due to the heavy fog. But it's getting better. We are enyoing 22 degree celcius plus during the day ;).

It was so cold, that even the goats weren't asking for grass but for gloves. I met this guy a couple of times on my way to work taking his goats for a walk. And I could see in their eyes their complaint about the weather.

I used to sleep with five blankets in between, some thin and others thinner. But I was okay over night. Our security guards apparently weren't. They wrapped their shawls around neck, head and ears when I left in the mornings.

I can't blame them. The other day on the rickshaw on my way to work, I was wearing vest, shirt, sweater and jacket. I rode along the neighbourhood towards Gulshan-2, when I heard a splash right beside me. While riding under a huge tree, a bird decided to share it's last night meal with me. Too good he missed me!

Once I arrive at work, I have a bowl of German Müsli. It takes me an hour to finish, as I complete e-mails on the side and start the work day. And that is how my morning ends...

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The guy who sold Khaled Hosseini

I work at Gulshan-2 circle and I think I have told you about the flying hawkers already. Once you are stuck at an intersection, you will have people walking around the cars selling everything from colourful balloons, plasticware, popcorn and fresh flowers.

And once in a while you find a “flying library” – usually men with stacks of books, selling the latest bestsellers, from Dan Brown thrillers to Jhumpa Lahiri coming of age novels.

As I eagerly buy books and hardly read them, I was intrigued and opted for two Khaled Hosseini novels. I picked them with joy and with joy the salesman told me, that each book was originally 800 Taka and especially for me he was considering 400 Taka. Not the best price, as the shiny covers contain photocopied pages of the original books and were sold for about 120 Taka a few years back.

As you have to start out low I offered less then 200 Taka per book and wanted to see, where we end up. My last offer was 400 Taka in total. With great dismay he rejected my final offer. I wasn’t depending on getting those two books, apologized to have wasted his time and walked off. Instantly I was being yelled after, only to hear another offer from the salesman, wanting to tangle me up. Now he was wasting my time!

I explained to him that 400 Taka was my last offer. If he agrees he can sell his books, if not we will just part ways. He still asked for 20 Taka extra. I refused, got onto a Rickshaw and was about to drive off when he agreed. So I ended up with two novels from Khaled Hosseini for 400 Taka, around 3.80 Euros, that I bought weeks ago. Not a single page has been read, to my shame…