By Eshan Maitra

Laying on a bench under a Krishno-chura tree. Beside the lake. Thick air blowing slowly carrying shit loads of heat.The sun is blazing high a top with little no mercy. The sky and the nature even looks like standing still, much like they are very tired as well as the people on the street. Not sure if it’s a mirage or my head is seeing things and spinning. May be I’m feeling the Earth’s rotation. Now I know why know why Earth spins on its orbit like crazy. It’s because of the heat from the core it has within it. The mad-heat weather this year feels just like that.
I see kids going over me, on the tree and jumping in the lake from there. Totally ignoring me, probably thinking I’m asleep or dead. Swimming around in the water butt naked. I should join them too I guess. Sadly, I think you can’t join them unless you are willing to get butt naked as well. It’s not the expensive shoes and clothes, I’m bit self-conscious about public nudity. Not like it’s a European beach. I bet, the water is warm. The sunlight reflection from it making it seem like, the water is boiling or something.
What the fuck is that? Talking about public exposure. That couple is totally making out under that tree in broad daylight. “Get a room, will you? Or go to the dim-light lounges or the Cocktails like cafés/make-out booths”, I shouted. Yeah, I get there aren’t many people around in noon time. But common! We are still Bangladeshi, show some decency. Well okay, we are in modern era, you could give a short French kiss. That’s cool. That’s sweet. But don’t bring out Bangla cinema plus porno foreplay exposure in public. Go to America for fucks sake once, see if you across sighting ever in broad public places. Political laws or just some set ‘Dos and Don’ts’ law should be implemented about these. Damn, I’m cranky today. Trying to give myself heart attack with self-talks. The heat is working its worst on me. I’m lying flat and motionless. Still, sweating like a goddamn decorative sea-water fountain! Why dafaq? I bet, if we collect all the amount salt water that we are sweating everyday, it can fill-up a good sized lake just within week. Then, we can farm shrimps in thesalty sweat. Great idea, right? You can even start collecting sweat just from your household and collect them in a big bucket or drum. Then farm shrimp, or even other sea fishies/foods. More time for indoor. Cause face it, it’s fucking struggle to get out in the sun. Unless, you are planning to just spend the day under a tree beside a lake. Actually, the temperature is a major fact Bangladeshis are so lazy. The heat made us this way. Everything we plan to do, ends up in heat death. Well, not the physics term. That tells everything loses all the heat and the universe seizes to exits out of cold. Let me tell you, that thing might get disproven if Stephen Hawking visits Bangladesh this year.Here, the heat death happens from overheating. It is doesn’t actually paralyzes you. But leaves so tired and fed up, that you lay down somewhere with some cold drink and say, ‘Fuck it, I’m out!’. I think, cold weather is much better. No shit, North-European people and Americans are so hardworking and buffed. I hope, Ice Age comes soon. People will migrate to Bangladesh like seasonal guest birds. I believe,that is the only thing can bring balance in Bangladesh. For now, there are only three season in Bangladesh: Hellish Hot with Blazing Wind, Hot with Clouds&Untimely Drizzles and Bit Less Hot with Dry Skin (Only for 6 weeks). Better get my sorry ass and go home. The shade and shower might prevent me from heatstroke.