Aristotle once said, “Those who know, do. Those who understand, teach.” Shamsul Wares understood, and hence taught.
FCC should not be viewed simply as one of the cadet colleges; it is a heritage campus that can be showcased to the world.
Dhaka should be readied for a nighttime culture that offers a potpourri of entertainment options to people.
The status city often serves the privileged, while the huddling masses eke out a minimal existence
Our brains are being reprogrammed to look for the easiest solutions to our most vexing social and political questions.
Our experience of designing Brac regional offices across rural Bangladesh.
After completing his Bachelor of Architecture degree at the University of Oregon, Eugene, in June 1952, the 29-year-old Muzharul Islam (1923-2012) returned home to find a postcolonial Pakistan embroiled in acrimonious politics of national identity.
The legend of Louis Kahn remains strong.
Recently, on a wintry afternoon, I went to see the Padma Bridge.
It was Titian Matin’s first return to his native Bangladesh after he won the Nobel Prize in economics for his study of the reciprocal relationship between urban density and economic geography.
Imprisoned in various torture chambers by the Pakistan Army during Bangladesh’s Liberation War in 1971, Mohiuddin Ahmed, MP, wrote numerous letters to his wife, describing the systemic cruelties of his oppressors.
Going around in Dhaka could be overwhelming. The city seems overburdened with the impossible weight of people, buildings, vehicles, rickshaws, noise, carbon emission, and nonstop activities.
Mary Frances Dunham (MFD) arrived in Dhaka on a wintry day in November of 1960. From the window of her room at Hotel Shahbagh, she found ample opportunities to observe the city.
In recent years, the idea of “decolonising knowledge” (DK)—that knowledge creation must be liberated from West-centric and racialised views of the world—has become a bottom-up intellectual movement in Western academia.
For quite some time now, people have been discussing if there are more on-the-ground, inclusive ways to measure a country’s progress, rather than supra-quantitative metrics like GDP.
It is impossible these days to not notice Chattogram’s spectacular urban decline. Go around the port city and you will only experience a place plagued by anemia, chaos, a collective greed to commercialise every open space, and overall, a curious lack of aspiration.
Eight years ago, in May, a large crowd staged a sit-in at Gezi Park, next to Taksim Square, Istanbul’s bustling public plaza in the downtown of its European side.
How do cities like Dhaka in the throes of frenzied development deal with memories and literary depictions in the process of their transformations?