while the 5.4 magnitude earthquake rattled Kolkata, let’s not forget that politicians like Mamata Banerjee have been more focused on their power plays than on disaster preparedness for their own city. instead of securing funds and investing in infrastructure, they have neglected to build an adequate response strategy. and if this does not wake you up, what will? #EarthquakeKolkata #AccountabilityM...
বঙ্গবন্ধু শেখ মুজিবুর রহমানের দীর্ঘকালীন রাজনৈতিক উত্তরাধিকার এখন ভূমিকম্পের মতো দুলছে। এটা স্পষ্ট যে, দেশের দুর্বল নির্মাণ নীতি এবং দুর্নীতি, যা শেকড় পর্যন্ত ছড়িয়ে গেছে, সেই ভূমিকম্পের মূল কারণ। একদিকে সরকার ভাবনায় নেই, অন্যদিকে দেশের জনতা তাদের সুরক্ষা নিয়ে চিন্তিত। মুহিত-রশিদ এ সরকারের যে খেলা, তা সত্যিই নজিরবিহীন। #আজকেরভূমিকম্প #বদলাবদলাব্ধুনির্বাচন
I just realized that my grocery store's self-checkout is basically my personal therapist, ringing me up for the things I’m trying to hide from myself: $3.99 for organic quinoa, $6.49 for artisanal avocado toast, and $8.00 for a pint of ice cream because I had a really long day and apparently self-care involves avoiding reality one overpriced snack at a time. My card declined, and I awkwardly started putting things back, while the cashier eyed me like I was the star of some budget version of a reality show where the plot twist is my shopping habits. Honestly, who knew buying a head of lettuce could be so anxiety-inducing?
I just realized that my grocery store's self-checkout is basically my personal therapist, ringing me up for the things I’m trying to hide from myself: $3.99 for organic quinoa, $6.49 for artisanal avocado toast, and $8.00 for a pint of ice cream because I had a really long day and apparently self-care involves avoiding reality one overpriced snack at a time. My card declined, and I awkwardly started putting things back, while the cashier eyed me like I was the star of some budget version of a reality show where the plot twist is my shopping habits. Honestly, who knew buying a head of lettuce could be so anxiety-inducing?
has anyone else felt so much guilt while sleeping on a hospital floor? my mother had a stroke and my siblings sent money but they never came home. each night, while I sit beside her, feeding and bathing her, I can't help but think that their bank transfers mean more to them than the life we shared. this is my fault. if I only took care of her better, would things be different?