Our ayahs have been insisting for weeks now that they wanted us to come to their family’s village a couple of hours drive from where we live at LAMB and have a meal there. Always one to want to go somewhere new, I was up for it despite constant hartals (violent national strikes which stop traffic all over the country) and we finally arranged the trip last week.
It was a lovely day. The sun was shining but not too much and the company was excellent. Speaking a mix of English, Bangla and Santali throughout the day, all of us practised languages not our own and we made new friends along the way. When we walked through the village we drew a small crowd of children but they wanted to interact with us rather than ‘rudely stare’ as strangers often do. The family and villagers alike treated us as special guests but also welcomed us like old friends. It was a real blessing being there.
It is for days like this that I came to Bangladesh.