Tag Archives: Bangladesh

Floods are one of the recurring climatic phenomenon in Bangladesh and often have been within bearable limits.

Old Dhaka is the most crowded and oldest part of Dhaka city, always on its toes, in a boisterous way. Chaotically beautiful!! I found that spite, that vigor for life, that chaos in Old Dhaka; the kind of chaos that doesn’t make you feel uncomfortable but rather invites you to immerse in life whole heartedly. This is the kind of chaos I can romanticize, the one that vibes of spirits, of energy, joys and heartache and an amalgamation of varied sensory mediums.

There is nothing more beautiful and liberating than indulging in your (one’s) own pandemonium, nothing more reassuring of one’s existence, both spiritually and physically.

I could never envision her persona, never understand her sorrows and joys, until quite recently when I stepped into her secluded life, in an old house, a sanctuary for her Alzheimer’s.

Over one million Rohingyas are now living in several refugee camps in Bangladesh, and it is the largest refugee population living in a single country around the globe.

Road safety has always been very poor in the country for a long time. The incident sparked a nationwide protest demanding road safety in Dhaka and all of Bangladesh.

Cox’s Bazar is the world’s longest unbroken beach. She is also known by the name Panowa , whose literal translation means, "yellow flower." Its other old name was"Palongkee". It is also a favorite tourist destination for the country people.

I grew up on the other side of the river, as long as the time changed and I had to move to another side, in the urban side of the river.

The photo essay is about exodus of Rohingya refugees from Myanmar to Bangladesh.

I’m covering Rohingya issue in Bangladesh-Myanmar border area as a freelance photographer. So far I’ve covered the incidents of incoming flow of Rohingya people.

Rohingya people, fled from ongoing military operations in Myanmars Rakhine state, make their way through muddy water after crossing the Bangladesh-Myanmar border border in Teknuf

The Dogs Bark by Rakib Boby While i go to sleep i thought why rain fall in the...

I am stuck somewhere far away from this reality. I am grappling to find a peace in my psyche, a peace that is lost on the tormenting road of life.

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