A Wee Bit Chilly?!?

So it's winter break at school, and I thought what better method to get away from all the icky snow fall and bitter cold winds, than to take a trip to the homeland, Bangladesh. You know the saying that one should never take anything for granted? Well THAT proved so true. Here I was always expecting that my humid, usually 98 degree (Celsius) temperature-d country would remain forever so. Sadly, I was way off mark with that assumption.

I got off my plane, and practically marched out of the airport, just itching to be greeted by a heatwave. I'd actually walked a few steps beyond the main entrance before, rather anticlimactically, I realized that heatwave was never going to come. This winter in Dhaka, Bangladesh was going to be a cold one. Today, as I sit and write this blog, wearing three layers of t-shirts, I noticed that the temperature is 15 degrees Celsius. Imagine that. Given that Bangladesh is a tiny country just below the equator, and has a humid, clammy, sweat-dripping-off-your-nose kind of weather much of the time, except when it's raining (and we claim that we have 6 seasons, yeah RIGHT!), this sudden cold is quite a shocker.

And here I was boasting to my friends back in the States about how nice and warm I was going to be this winter. I guess we have only ourselves to blame, what with having caused global warming with all our polluting nature and cutting down trees etc. But that's not the only thing Bangladesh has to worry about, and that's what's got all of us Bangladeshis worried. Because the fact to the matter is, as the sea level rises, our country is faced with the horror of soon being part of the dominant 3/4ths of the Earth that is water. We're a delta you see? That's what all the fuss is about. Most of our land is reclaimed anyway, and it seems like we're fast losing that battle, because the water wants it's land back. I didn't mean to take such a jovial tone about this very serious matter, but as they say, que sera sera, what will be will be. All I can do is hope and pray that perhaps, just this once, it WON'T be.

I guess I'll end on that note, though I'm sure I'll be back in a little bit to write something more. I actually started this blog because my mother rather happily reads all the diaries I used to write (so I gave up on that). Yeah I know you feel that she should show me some respect and allow me that privacy etc. etc., but trust me, I've had those arguments with her time and again. This blog is the shameful evidence of the outcome of those disputes.