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A Dialogue With Your Friend Nabila On Traffic Jam In Your Country



A Dialogue With Your Friend Nabila On Traffic Jam In Your Country

Myself : Hello, Jahid, how are you?
Nabila : I'm ok. But I cannot think of living in Dhaka any more.
Myself : Why, any problem?
Nabila : Really days are getting worse.
Myself : What are you telling about?
Nabila : Traffic Jam. Can you think how disgusting it is?
Myself : Oh! Really disgusting. I needed two hours to reach from Jatrabari to Dhanmondi .
Nabila : Can you think it? What a boring city it is!
Myself : It's one of the main problem of Dhaka.
Nabila : People are disgusted.
Myself : There's no rule in the city. Drivers stop bus here and there.
Nabila : More than that is the un-experienced drivers.
Myself : How can we get rid of it?
Nabila : We have to tolerate it.
Myself : Really we are unlucky.
Nabila : Don't be so disheartened. Our Govt. is trying their best.
Myself : Ok. Let's be hopeful.
Nabila : Nothing to do. Thank you for your witty argument.
Myself : You're welcome.
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