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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.

Traffic, tailbacks, people. That's how we usually picture Dhaka. Structures, buildings just rambling upwards. Streets of not so fine quality reeking of garbage and wastes of who-knows-what.