What to do this monsoon, when Dhaka is in a shroud of either oppressive heat or unbearable humidity? Lest we forget the sudden showers, heavy rains, or a light, breezy drizzle? However, the unpredictability of the Dhaka monsoon should not be a killjoy. Instead, fill your weekend calendar with pleasurable activities if you know where the fun is.
Leaving the humid weather under the sweltering sun and entering the atrium full of chatter, noises of elevators and escalators, soft ambient music, and most importantly, the cool air with hints of perfume -- welcome to the Dhaka mall.
I once watched a documentary series featuring abandoned widows of the Hindu sect seeking refuge in Varanasi, India.
Before we delve into the story of the first motor car in Dhaka, it’s worth exploring an earlier question: When did four-wheelers first appear on the city’s roads?
Dhaka still surprises me; can you believe that? Born and brought up in this city, I think I am a true ambassador of the town -- a little eccentric, a tad bit politically volatile, and very angry for no good reason.
The backstreets of Baridhara Diplomatic Zone and Baridhara DOHS, known as Kalachandpur, are an energetic and vibrant neighbourhood that unfortunately suffers from an identity crisis.
Dhaka has its own noise. Along with it, it also has its own rush, distractions and plenty of dust. But if you pause for just a moment, you’ll see that this city also has its quiet pockets! Its little moments of stillness, almost like unsung poetry!
The holidays are almost over! By tomorrow, the city will revert to its default setting, a busy Dhaka with busy people. Most of the dwellers are either headed towards the capital or will be starting for the metropolis soon. This brings an interesting question to mind: When do you feel like you ar
Food prepared on the streets is nothing new in Dhaka. Darul Kabab of yester-Dhaka saw various kebabs on skewers, or seekh as it is called in Bangla, being grilled over an open fire or coal embers.
Shojon, a Bangla word, when roughly translated means a dear one, or maybe a near one. With the promise to hold your hands in your darkest times -- like a loved one, SHOJON is a mental health service, an initiative of the SAJIDA Foundation.
If you ever happen to walk past any busy corporate neighbourhood in Dhaka during lunchtime, you are in for quite a sight!
The centuries-old charm of Old Dhaka's horse-drawn carriages, locally known as "tomtoms", is gradually disappearing. These carriages have been part of the city’s streets for nearly 200 years, but are slowly fading away with time..At one point, there were 35 to 40 horse-drawn carriages oper
Dhaka is full of stories and opportunities. However, living in the capital city comes with a price. Mostly in the form of time, physical and mental stress, and last but not least, stress on your pockets. But perhaps nothing annoys the residents more than the toil of its traffic.
Picture a day where wagging tails, playful paws, and laughter fill a space, with a chance to witness the unique, unspoken connections between humans and animals
Imagine you’re flipping through a book on Dhaka’s history. As you turn the pages, you come across a chapter on the Tara Mosque. Something about it feels familiar. You’re right -- you’ve seen it before.
This is an image of Saat Gombuj Masjid in the Mohammadpur area
Rushing from one university to another, filling out endless forms, searching for a hostel or a shared mess, and trying to keep up with a city that never hits pause -- all while preparing for the entrance exams that could shape their future.
