I want to sleep!

I was frying up under the scorching summer heat. Then my camera lens caught this baby sleeping on the footpath under a shade.

It is like a silent protest against the cruelties that they face every single moment. I was amazed to find no one around the baby. I asked a few people who were around the place to know about the baby’s guardians. A day-labourer, who was hanging around that place, told me that the mother has gone to beg.

Such scenes are very common on the foothpaths of the streets over which luxurious BMWs, Lexus, Hondas etc. race by. The baby seems to be giving no heed what so ever to these Road Kings and the riders in them!

Lets Clean Up!

As a nation, we are not too much into cleanliness. Though we are religious, we often forget the saying.. “Cleanliness is next to Godliness!”

Crows are the ultimate cleaners of the city. They even aid the municipalty-hired cleaners to attain closeness to God. Once again, its taken around the Banani-Gulshan belt: The most posh region of Bangladesh!

Laughter: Resolves all miseries….

This one is also at the same railway station. The mother and her baby share the minute happiness that seems to be enough to fill up all our sorrows.

They were just sitting at one corner of the railway station. The young mother was playing with the baby. He seemed oozed with life; may be that is why the mother could smile from her heart. The baby was performing some adorable moves and was enjoying every minute of the attention he was getting while I was capturing the moments in my digital lens.

The story of their life is among that of the numerous people who make the road their home floor and the open sky their ceiling. She is a single mother who used to be abused and beaten by her husband. She has left him and now she works at different houses as a part time maid.

We tend to be grieved by all the little sorrows that we face in our daily lives, but they….? May be they do not feel the sorrows. When the cup is full, the excess water does not harm it, it only cleans its sides………….

The Beautiful Coyote

I met this street urchin at the Airport railway station. I was trying to capture emotions of people who travel by the train. But instead, I was caught by some characters who I could not ignore. The boy in this picture is one of those characters.

Ragged, dusty, demure, desolated and denied of all the characteristics of being a handsome boy, the beautiful coyote was  loitering around the railway tracks. The shaggy hair was crippled to the core. The constant painful sound of the trains and the station has made him deaf to a large extent.

It was the time of Eid when people return to their home with glee in their hearts and joy in their eyes. But the eyes and heart of this “Beautiful Coyote” seemed vacant and mislaid. 

My Road, I Rest.

The cow, the kids, the road. My way was blocked by the tame beast.

The cow is large enough to scare any grown up, but the kid seems fearless. Moreover, it was quite  unusual to find a cow on the middle of a city street. Such scenes are only usual during the time of the Eidul Aza, but not during any other time.

The tame beast would not move no matter what I tried. At length, I had to find his owner to move him. But the beast seemed angry at me. It probably did not do anything to me because his master was watching over. I sigh of relief!   

 

Sailors of the Cover City

This is not any rural area, not even at the outskirts of Dhaka. It is between Mohakhali and Gulshan 1. The boat fare is two taka across lake… One great boating experience.

Blue blue……… I Love You!

These kids were standing beside the lake. Not sure wat they are doing. I just captured them as I was passing by a rickshaw.. May be you should try to figure it out.. But I love the blue in the frame..

The “Beautiful Houses” of the Cover City

These houses are very comfortable.. They do not have any materialistic luxuries but the nature fills them with its love…. 

Trading Papaya

Aahhh… I love papaya. Even though it is sold on the footpath, they taste as fresh as the clear blue sky in a pleasant summer morning. This is a very common scenario on the Dhaka roads. You probably see it every day and ignore it as well… If you do not, then great!!!  

People of the dark

People of the dark

When the city goes to sleep some of its anonymous characters come out to earn the money for the coming day to provide the basics for their family. I went out one night and met these people. They were very friendly and enthused seeing me with my camera. Here are some pictures that I took. The place is called Jasimuddin Road at Uttara Sector 1. It is just beside the highway and about a kilometer from the ZIA international Airport.

Picture 1: A man selling tea, cigarettes, buns, bananas, cakes etc.

Picture 2: Customers are available almost all throughout the night.

Picture 3: The tea flask.

Picture 4: The “Ada Chaa” – ginger tea. 

Picture 5: He loves his ear rings.

Picture 6: The Guard “Mamas.”

Picture 7: A warrior of the dark.

The people of the dark are very light hearted. They seem to have their own world. They are afraid of all the glamour of the day, but they are not afraid of the dark!