There is a word called ‘middle class’. Not up. Not down again. Their position in the middle. The name for this is 'middle class'. This middle class also has a share again. Middle class, lower middle class. Two brothers or two sisters, or one brother, one sister. A middle class. The other is lower middle class. People of two levels are very helpless. They can't say anything. They are reluctant to open their mouths even in the worst of times. Unwilling to say I or we are not good. I am in dire straits. Rather, the tendency to hide oneself is more. Lest others find out. What a shame!
The middle class family is in dire straits during this difficult time of the Coronation Age. Those who have to live on a limited income. Small job, small business. But the dream is much bigger. Many live in small houses. At the end of the month, you have to spend on rent, market expenses, children's school salaries, accessories and many more. When the way of earning income is closed for five-seven days for any reason, unrest comes down in the middle class families. Many middle-class families have stopped earning income there indefinitely. The government-employed middle class may be a little safer. But they are few in number. The majority of the country's middle class, lower middle class families have fallen into the deep sea. This is the fear of Corona, in addition to financial uncertainty. Income-earning off. An uncertain future has destabilized the country's middle-class families.
A few days ago. In an elite area of Dhaka, financial assistance was being given to distressed families for rice, pulses, salt, onion and pepper. Rickshaw pullers and people on the road are standing in line. Suddenly one of the volunteers was taken out of the line. What is his crime? The search revealed that the man did not look helpless or miserable. The man repeatedly explained ‘Brother, I am really in financial crisis. Do small business. Business closed. My family has not eaten for two days. Please help me. 'But who cares? The volunteers did not find him. Out of line. The man was leaving with tears in his eyes. Seeing the situation, one of the entrepreneurs came forward and handed over a relief bag to the man. The man immediately cried. Said, ‘Brother, thank you very much. Today my family members will have rice in their mouths. May God bless you. '
Another day. An organization was distributing relief on the sidewalk. Distressed people are standing in line. I saw an old man staring at the long line of people with helpless eyes. Curious, I asked, "What are you looking at?"
He was a little embarrassed to hear me. But then he calmed himself down and said, "Well, if I stand in line, will they help me?"
The man is wearing decent clothes. My curiosity grew. I asked, do you also need relief assistance? It doesn't look like that.
Expressing boundless helplessness in his eyes, he said, ‘This dress of mine has become a lot of pain. I can't convince anyone that I, my family is in great financial trouble. It is not possible to go down the road instead of clothes! The great joy of the aristocracy. Some are helping with open arms. Low-income people are receiving that help without hesitation. But lower middle class people like us, even middle class people have fallen into extreme misery. I can't shake hands, I can't explain anything to anyone. '
The holy month of Ramadan is approaching. The middle class families are more worried about what will happen then. The government has announced financial incentives for people of all walks of life. There is no financial incentive for the helpless middle class. As a result, the middle class society of the country has fallen into a sea of extreme despair.
Humayun Ahmed, the late writer and filmmaker, has rightly said, ‘It is better to be born a fakir than to be born in the middle class. Fakirs do not have to act. But the middle class always has to pretend to be happy. '
But it has become very difficult for the middle class to pretend to be happy in these difficult times. One person wrote on social media about the plight of the middle class, ‘Silently the eyelids get wet. Chest pain increases due to pain, I do not know how many days to spend like this? Happiness will not come in my life? ’Happiness is the next thing. Mutual cooperation is needed in the struggle to survive from Corona now. The ‘middle class’ is a part of the society there. An integrated plan is also essential for them in the ongoing crisis.
Sandhani Human Aid Foundation