Boats and human life
Hello dear Steamian friends,
Bangladesh is a riverine country. There are numerous rivers scattered all over the country. The rivers are closely intertwined with the people of this country. Thousands of launch steamers, cargo, and trawler boats ply the rivers. They have a diverse life. Especially, the number of passengers traveling by small boats is not small. They choose boats to go from one place to another. Although the boats are small, their drivers and boatmen are quite skilled.
Storms, rains, droughts, and the intense heat of the sun cannot stop them. They work day and night to feed their family members on two handfuls of rice. Let's find out that the life of the boatmen of small boats plying the river is very difficult. Many of them can do nothing but sail the boat. In our eyes, the river may appear as a bottomless pool of water and a terrifying form, but in the eyes of the boatmen, there is nothing more dear to them than the river. A skilled boatman can tell a lot of information about the river just by looking at the water. This is not something that can be learned from reading books; it is the fruit of the experience that has been on the river all his life.
So when the boatman takes his boat to the middle of the river, a storm hits there, a wave comes and wants to turn the boat upside down, the boatman still holds the boat's rudder with a strong hand and reaches the specified destination.
We make our journey successful with confidence. But do we ever think about what the boatman has gained by sailing a broken boat? Can he support his family by sailing the boat from morning till night? Or is all his hard work in vain?
On one side, our joyous journey on the river, on the other, the tireless efforts of the boatman to find the course of the river and reach the passengers at their destination.
Life has passed like this. It is passing like this, it will pass like this. Maybe one day the fate of these boatmen will change. They will be saved from this difficult life. I am waiting for that day.
