A year ago, there was a gentleman in Chittagong who had contracted a mutated bacteria that was resistant to all but one drug available locally. By then, the dominoes had started falling.

Today, that long line of R is basically a death sentence to the patient, and to all of us who might contract this in the coming years.

It is high time that the drug administration stops antibiotics from being sold by quacks and pharmacies. Past time, actually.