A Dialogue on Merits and Demerits of City Life and Country Life
Sujon: Hello hasib, how are you?
Hasib: I am fine and what about you? Why are you looking so pale?
Sujon: I am not so fine. I am fed up with your city life, so I am going to my village home today.
Hasib: What do you mean? I can understand nothing. Please let me know in detail.
Sujon: Life in the city seems to me very artificial and and full of din and bustle. I am already sick of this city life.
Hasib: Strange indeed! People are mad for the city but this sickens you! What is the trouble?
Sujon: Is there any end of troubles? This noise, this crowd, this congestion, this dirt, this smoke, this foul smell and what not?
Hasib: It means you prefer a dull, sluggish life among a set of illiterate people. There is no charm, no entertainment, no cinema, no theatre, and not even a good road.
Sujon: But you have forgotten to mention the bright sun shines over the green fields and the streams, the smile of flowers in village. Though people are illiterate there, they are simple, innocent and sympathetic.
Hasib: It is poet's dream! Think of the rainy season — the knee deep mud, the frogs, the snakes, the howling of jackals at night.
Sujon: But there is beauty of nature, peace and sacred happiness everywhere. People in villages wake up in the morning hearing the melodious songs of birds.
Hasib: You must know that beauty does not help one in practical life. There are no doctor, no hospital, no good school, college, and university in village.3
Sujon: But villages have changed a lot at the same time. In village you can have fresh food, milk, fish, and vegetables — all are pure and unadulterated.
Hasib: Strange indeed! Okay, live in your village and leave me for the city.
Sujon: Certainly! However, I would appreciate if you visit my green and fresh village. Thank you.
Hasib: You are most welcome. Bye and see you again in your village home.
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