Hey guys. just wrote this essay. comments would be really helpful
I somehow still remember glimpses of the days when my father used to take me out on a drive in our Nissan March at night because that was the easiest way to make me fall asleep. I guess seeing the peace and tranquility of this wonderful city as we went around was what really did the job. Now as we go for the same drive I see hundreds of people sleeping on the roadsides and slums covering massive areas of the city and that is infinitely more depressing than peaceful.
Dhaka is a city, I hold really close to my heart. I have seen gradually become an increasingly ugly,urbanised mess with a massive divide between the rich and the poor.I feel that a major step to helping this city get back to the way it was would be helping the latter people of the divide and it is helping these people, the "urban poor" section of my beloved city that really matters to me.
I've grown up playing football with boys who were not fortunate to have proper homes and were always roaming around on streets. Playing with me over the years, they have established a soft spot in my heart and I have tried to help them whenever I could but they were just a handful comprising a minute portion of the unfortunate population.
In an effort to help these people I came up with a simple idea of Share2care, a trust that a Trust that collects small donations (minimum 20 taka) from customers at high end restaurants and distributes them to charitable organisations as a small measure against income inequality, sitting in my father's restaurant, Spitfire. I really feel that the immensely rich folks of this divided city can definitely spend a meagre portion of their wealth on the less fortunate to make this city as wonderful as it was.
I am truly passionate about how I can make a positive impact on this city that I love so much and I really want to see it go back to its glory days.
I somehow still remember glimpses of the days when my father used to take me out on a drive in our Nissan March at night because that was the easiest way to make me fall asleep. I guess seeing the peace and tranquility of this wonderful city as we went around was what really did the job. Now as we go for the same drive I see hundreds of people sleeping on the roadsides and slums covering massive areas of the city and that is infinitely more depressing than peaceful.
Dhaka is a city, I hold really close to my heart. I have seen gradually become an increasingly ugly,urbanised mess with a massive divide between the rich and the poor.I feel that a major step to helping this city get back to the way it was would be helping the latter people of the divide and it is helping these people, the "urban poor" section of my beloved city that really matters to me.
I've grown up playing football with boys who were not fortunate to have proper homes and were always roaming around on streets. Playing with me over the years, they have established a soft spot in my heart and I have tried to help them whenever I could but they were just a handful comprising a minute portion of the unfortunate population.
In an effort to help these people I came up with a simple idea of Share2care, a trust that a Trust that collects small donations (minimum 20 taka) from customers at high end restaurants and distributes them to charitable organisations as a small measure against income inequality, sitting in my father's restaurant, Spitfire. I really feel that the immensely rich folks of this divided city can definitely spend a meagre portion of their wealth on the less fortunate to make this city as wonderful as it was.
I am truly passionate about how I can make a positive impact on this city that I love so much and I really want to see it go back to its glory days.