Interestingly though, last time I was in BD, I was in a adda with friends, when I mentioned I couldn't track how days/weeks/months/years passed, a friend of mine said, "here in BD we know how every moment passes, coz we are surrounded by chaos, tension, uncertainty. Every morning we wake up and think whether we'll be able to pass the day without being mugged, without being approached by chadabaj/hooligans, without being knocked down by trucks etc etc. So we count every second, therefore to us every day is a long day, every week is long week and months and years are far too long". I couldn't disagree...

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