Year after year, flight diversions disrupt schedules, causing frustration and financial losses
As the family marks the 11th anniversary of his death, they continue to grapple with the emotional and financial toll of a justice system that has failed them
The Ekushey Boi Mela at Suhrawardy Udyan was alive with energy yesterday, as families flocked to the book fair, eager to soak in the festive atmosphere. .The air was filled with the joyful laughter of children, their excitement contagious as they darted from one bookstall to another, their
The Sangu river, winding through the hilly district of Bandarban, is an embodiment of nature’s beauty, its crystal-clear waters flowing serenely past steep hills and lush greenery.
Girls should not have to fight for their right to play
Nilkhet is not merely a name on Dhaka’s map; it is an emotion. A place steeped in layers of memory, significance, and quiet reverence for the book lovers of this bustling city.
The Rohingya crisis has become an enduring humanitarian disaster, with renewed violence in Myanmar forcing nearly 80,000 more refugees to seek shelter in Bangladesh since August last year
“Mithu! Hey Mithu!” calls reverberate along the length of the road in front of Shah Ali Mazar on a cool winter midday.
Every day at the break of dawn, Albert Mrong sets out from home on his bicycle with a bag full of medicines. He rides over the uneven terrain of Madhupur -- surrounded by banana orchards -- stopping at homes of worried villagers and giving them necessary vaccines and antidote for their cattle.
The bandits came through Buriganga. They were swift and ruthless, stealing goods and cargo from boats in open water and docked along waterfront piers.
Sitting on the floor by her son, Nurunnahar gently moves Ibrahim’s head upwards and helps him drink water.
With its clean and calm ambience, the institute looks like a privately-run one, well-equipped to provide treatment to patients.
It’s dead of night. There’s an eerie silence all around. In the limitless, cloudless sky above, millions of stars can be seen glittering. There’s the constellation and that one in the distant is the Orion -- all seem to be moving in a rhythmic and orderly way -- that too in an almost touchable distance!
On the night of October 14, Sanjida Begum fell off the stairs of her Azimpur New Colony residence, and hurt her leg.
Did you know in the early days of the postal system, a “dak harkara” (runner/postman) -- attired in bright uniform with badges, satchel full of mail on his back, armed with a spear for self-defense, a lantern in hand to show the path and jingling bells or bugle to announce his arrival ahead of time -- was the protagonist in mail delivery?
Imagine a place in the middle of hustle and bustle of Old Dhaka, where one can relax with family or friends, or even walk around a lush green courtyard.
Every day at the break of dawn, Yakub Ali heads out to his bakery at Nazira Bazar.
