• When tears run dry

  • The Letter

  • Dholai Khal 'engineers'

  • Making a big difference

  • Keeping Bangladesh moving

  • This is the boat we travelled on for 19 hours to the destination

    The last forest, its lost children

    That was my fastest waking up from sleep. For a while I wondered where I was and why I was not sleeping in the middle of the night. I got the answers instantly.

  • RAFIQ A painter first

    Rafiq Azam wanted to be a painter, just a painter and nothing else. At the age of only seven, he picked up paint and brush to try his hand on a canvass. He tried to capture what was in abundance all around him back then in the early fifties -- a green Bangladesh. In the eyes of the young boy, the land of rivers and six seasons appeared to be a mystic artwork of nature. So, he went on to capture it, pouring lots of green and light in his painting.

  • HOUSE WITH SOUL

    In a city of concrete mess, life is not what one wants it to be. Dream, love and passion for life get buried deeply somewhere in the ways of nonstop urbanisation and thoughtless building designing. Zest for life fizzles out just the way greens and waters disappear from this once beautiful city. So, you live a life in Dhaka without loving it.

  • Memory and Justice

  • Rana Plaza survivors still suffering

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