Tag Archives: Bangladesh

tell me your story…

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river terminal…

Everything is for sale, even afloat. The flies are a good sign. Maybe this batch has avoided the formaldehyde dip. I try not to think about it much.

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butterflies falling in the dusk…

There are an impossible numbers of fat matt-brown butterflies twisting and twirling through the streets like breeze-blown litter. Tired and dust heavy – they look a little lost. Walking home from work, I swerve step so as not step on … Continue reading

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winter fall…

Winter is coming to Dhaka with a fall of woollens, more bright hues adding to the riots already out on the street. Men strut their stuff in tissue light Punjabis, sleeveless sweaters, and scarves tied round their heads then under … Continue reading

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A few more shots of many Dhakas…

In this sprawling city, where more than 15 million jostle for space, lives are lived half on water. Ramshackle homes jut from the banks, seeming to float like the hyacinth clumps the grudging buffalo graze in the murky shallows.

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thank you for silly…

There are some days when laughter is the best possible pick me up and here there is much that is surreal or plain daft. So today I thought I would share a few of the memories I am saving for … Continue reading

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Dhaka dust…

Being back in Dhaka is strangely like a coming home. The city still smells like rose water, almonds, perfume, death and urine. But the alternating aromas offend my nose a less than before. I’ve grown use to the sharp acid … Continue reading

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other people’s stories…

There are times when I am out of strength, out of words, out of heart. I just want to give up on everything, opt out.

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thank you for beautiful…

Being thankful is something I have been trying to make a habit of, and today I realised I would kind of like to write Bangladesh a thank you letter! This is what I would say: Thank you for beautiful, for … Continue reading

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ask everything, know nothing…

I thought I would tell you a bit about my time on the rivers. Getting to the boat was a voyage all in itself; a flight across the country and then a 3 hour drive down little country roads that … Continue reading

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