Saarc fantasy

The streets were deserted as if curfew had been imposed. There were beautiful tree lined, flower bedecked shoulders along the Airport Road. Weather was sunny and elements of various law enforcing agencies lined up along the roads. It looked so peaceful and serene that we feared of developing some hypertension as we are used to the stress and tension of traffic jam, honking buses, trucks, CNG, impatient private jeeps and cars, various tricks of rickshawpullers etc.

Alas, that tranquil situation would last for four days only and then we dropped to the reality of polluted, indisciplined fast growing mega city named Dhaka.