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March 7, 2017
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Md. Redwanul Alam Asif
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Dear children of the future,

When I was younger, I often thought that I should start rearing horses since the future generation will not have any fuel for their cars and I can make a good business out of it. I felt thrilled about going to the time when people used to travel for months to reach their destination. But with time, I discovered that we will perish before fuel and for burning those fuel.

We are the most greedy generation of human history. Some people are trying to save the world. By this time you know the result. If it didn’t work, don’t forgive us. Because great things do not happen automatically. It needs sacrifice. And we do not want to give up a seat in the bus for older people; how can we sacrifice the lure of so said modern life!

Anyway, this is a great place to live. It used to be. Most of the people of this planet are actually good people. Even the bad people are good in some extent. They are just securing their future with money which are earned by destroying the world and the morality of its inhabitants. So I hope it will not go as it is going now. We will do something. And if we fail, you will. Because you will realize the problem from the very beginning of your life. I hope.

Yours,
Another stupid inhabitant of the world.

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