Bangladesh, July 1 -- Despite the vast number of ‘deaths in Bangladesh annually, there are some people who never die.

Sure they are physically not present where they can be seen hugged, or engage with us in banter or in social activities, but nevertheless, their presence is felt. Somehow theyre always present as if their spirit is transported by the wind or sunlight.

Its much similar to Bangladeshi family members who are working overseas in Saudi Arabia, Canada, Malaysia, or wherever. Theyre not dead. Theyre not present to be seen, hugged, or smiled upon, but theyre constantly in the thoughts and prayers of the loved ones they left behind.

I doubt if a day goes by without their names or faces do not spring to the minds of those w...