30 Final Days of Bangladesh – Day 11 – A Dawat in Dinajpur

Yesterday we spent mostly journeying to Dinajpur – our closest ‘city’. The hartals had made car journeys impossible because fuel couldn’t get to any of the petrol stations. An ‘auto’ has no such problems being run on electricity as it is. Autos are, however, rather slow.

All out of the electric auto.

All out of the electric auto.

90 minutes later (normally less than half that time in a car) we arrived at a work colleague of Wifey’s family home for our dawat, or meal invitation.

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The food was lovely as was the mishti, sweets, afterwards.

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One interesting thing about visiting this lovely, middle class family, was the mix of old and new, tradition and modern. One aspect of this was being given the family photo album to see all their photos.

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Then this continued on using their laptop!

After that we had a look around the house (which was huge!) and then headed home.

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What a far cry from our earlier dawat and an even great contrast with the visit to a Santal village we’ll experience the next day. But that’s for Day 12 to come…

Oh – I nearly forgot. When we came home and crashed, exhausted from hours of travelling and full bellies, we got a call to tell us that Santa Claus – the Swiss/Dutch version was arriving at a friend’s home. We shot round in time to meet him and his helper, Black Pete.

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What a mixture of cultures we live in here. I’m going to miss it.

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About D K Powell

British freelance journalist, author, writer, editor, musician, educational consultant. I lived with Wifey, Thing I (daughter) & Thing II (son) in Bangladesh for 5-6 years working for an NGO called LAMB. Wifey led the Hospital Rehab department and I used to teach O levels at the school before going full-time as a freelance writer in 2013. Now we're back in the UK learning how to be British again. When not writing or editing, I'm busy trying to complete a Masters degree in Intercultural relations in Asian Contexts and reading way too many books at once. I also drink tea - lots of it.
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One Response to 30 Final Days of Bangladesh – Day 11 – A Dawat in Dinajpur

  1. Pingback: 30 Final Days of Bangladesh – Day 21 – The Last Things To Go | kenthinksaloud

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