In the 1990s, Dhanmondi was just another quiet neighborhood in Dhaka, with the occasional tinny tinkle of rickshaws on Satmasjid Road. If you craved something to renew your taste buds, Bailey Road, Gulshan, or Banani were the places to go.
In an unexpected twist of events at OverLoad National Company, Intern Milon Chaos has taken his boss' constant "We Are Family" mantra to heart and is now demanding a share of the company's property.
If you have been keeping up with the news, you would be forgiven for thinking that Bangladesh’s national pastime is becoming "who can protest the loudest." With protests popping up on every street corner like pop-up shops, it’s time to address the real issue.
In the chaos of the city streets, I witnessed an unexpected scene that warmed my heart. While hopping into a CNG for my daily commute, I couldn't help but notice something out of the ordinary — a colourful bird nestled on the driver's shoulder, affectionately named Mona by the driver.
In the 1990s, Dhanmondi was just another quiet neighborhood in Dhaka, with the occasional tinny tinkle of rickshaws on Satmasjid Road. If you craved something to renew your taste buds, Bailey Road, Gulshan, or Banani were the places to go.
In an unexpected twist of events at OverLoad National Company, Intern Milon Chaos has taken his boss' constant "We Are Family" mantra to heart and is now demanding a share of the company's property.
If you have been keeping up with the news, you would be forgiven for thinking that Bangladesh’s national pastime is becoming "who can protest the loudest." With protests popping up on every street corner like pop-up shops, it’s time to address the real issue.
In the chaos of the city streets, I witnessed an unexpected scene that warmed my heart. While hopping into a CNG for my daily commute, I couldn't help but notice something out of the ordinary — a colourful bird nestled on the driver's shoulder, affectionately named Mona by the driver.
