Sixty-year-old Asiya Begum, a resident of the capital’s Korail slum, lives in a tiny makeshift room made of tin, slightly larger than the size of a grave, with no ventilation or fan. At first glance, it might look like she has been buried alive.
Sixty-year-old Asiya Begum, a resident of the capital’s Korail slum, lives in a tiny makeshift room made of tin, slightly larger than the size of a grave, with no ventilation or fan. At first glance, it might look like she has been buried alive.
